Sorrel was timid, there was certainly no denying it and unfortunately for his sister, it didn't look like her more courageous antics were going to change that any time soon. He felt safest pressed against his mother's side both in and out of the den it seemed, in the same way that Cerise longed for their father's company Sorrel did not want to leave their mother.
His mismatched eyes watched as their father arrived with food, though he made no effort to rush forwards, even at the threat that Cerise might eat it all. "He wouldn't really let Cerise eat it all would he?"
And then came the arrival of their Aunt Novella. Though Sorrel had seen the woman visiting them and she was by no means a stranger, he did prefer just having his immediate family. The shy little boy wasn't too keen on lots of others being around, though as always at least he had his mother to comfort him. Readjusting himself slightly as Symphony lay down, Sorrel made sure to snuggle back into her side. Cerise may have wished for them to play a game, but Sorrel wasn't quite so sure he wanted to.
