Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within

Lysanias had been just about to tackle his oddly large sister before their mother came to retrieve them, nudging at him insistently to get a move on. Which earned a dramatic sigh from him as a reply, but no matter his qualms with leaving his sister and his playtime behind he never argued with his mother. Just moving to stand beside her front leg, head tilting just slightly to look up at his mom.

Lysanias was many things, stubborn, dramatic, an overachiever, and in honesty, he did not care much for others. But those he did currently care for were limited to four names, his sister Akrasia, Ganymede, His mother Lailah, and even if bitterly his father Ultyr. Sometimes he found himself annoyed with how his father acted, it left a bitter taste on his tongue, and whilst he hadn't ever said anything it didn't mean it hadn't glared at his father every time he directed that ego of his at his other parents. But Lysanias did have to say his father seemed to grow better and more lenient every day.

Soon enough they found their place amongst the gathering, he quickly settled next to his mother. He did not make a move to escape as his mother pulled him closer to her chest, soon enough though his gaze swept across the others. Lingering briefly on Oath, and then on the pink lady he had come to remember as Atreyu. Truly he didn't know much about the others, even if he had been born into the group. They seemed to stray away from his father and with that him. Maybe a different pup would be hurt, but Lysanias? He really couldn't give a shit.