Please don't go

He held his brother for as long as he needed it. Knowing this was how his brother felt love and connection.

"No, it won't be the same. I wish things would stop changing too." Oleander drew in a long breath and let it out into his brother's black fur even longer, closing his deep viridian eyes. He looked at his brother, rubbing his paw across his eyes, and smiled with a mix of pride and sympathy. Look at that, Wylan lied well enough, but Ollie was still better at it.

He closed his eyes to Wylan gratefully, accepting the praise, then tilted his head. "I know it doesn't feel fine now. Things will probably keep changing around us. But we'll always have each other. No matter what. We're brothers and you're stuck with me now and the only way I'm leaving is by dying and I ain't dying!" He said trying to lighten the mood. He believed his own words wholeheartedly. He wasn't going to be dying.

"I'm really proud of you too." He said, gently knocking his head against him. He had major responsibilities now. Little Wylan was growing up and they got to grow up together!

"Speech"