Practically Brothers

Walk | Talk | Think

The pale grey boy continued to walk over to where his cousin was playing, glad at least that the boy had the sense enough to stop what he was doing to answer his loudly voiced question. Eirik's pink eyes watched him closely, surveying the structure that he stood on. It looked sturdy enough, but he had yet to fully come to trust any of the odd shapes and forms of this territory, put off by their misshapen quality compared to what he was used to seeing out on the mountain that was his old home. He had none of his sister Warja's bravery and fearlessness when it came to things like this, and from what he was able to determine already it did not seem like a trait that was going to help the situation at hand.

Hearing what his young cousin intended to do did not make him feel any better about it either. Climb to the very top just to get a look around? Eirik's eyes traveled up to that point - only after watching to make sure as Amarant plopped down that he would not fall - and tried to gauge just how much of a view was likely to be had up there. "You'd probably see more if you actually walked around," he commented in a somewhat dry tone as he came to a stop beside the structure the young boy lay upon.

Actually...maybe that was his ticket to keeping the pup safe. If he could keep an eye on him and show him the territory, there was no need to climb and no chance of Amar hurting himself. "You sure you wouldn't rather see it all first hand?" he asked, angling his head to the side as he lifted his brow curiously. If Amarant was anything like his sister he doubted his words would have any effect - Warja had a strong determination once she set her mind to something - but if they did manage to work at least Eirik had the perfect excuse to see the place himself.