Sorrel wasn't exactly a lazy individual though it was safe to say he was hardly a particularly energetic one either. Some mornings he would rise early others he would be content to remain sound asleep within his den, finding peace and relaxation in his slumber. Occasionally he would find such rests disturbed, generally by Ellingham these days rather than anyone else though the owl was elsewhere and the voice suddenly calling didn't belong to him.
It was in fact a voice rather like Sorrel's own. A warmer, friendlier tone if anyone paid attention to details but the boy certainly knew it anywhere. Mismatched eyes would open, blinking a few times as he was summoned to wake up. "Féli" He would greet, the sleepiness seeping through into his voice as he pushed himself to his paws, fighting back a yawn that eventually won as he shook his fur out and stretched slightly.
His brother's words were lost, not quite concious enough to have heard them when they had been uttered though gifts or not he was certainly pleased to see that his twin was up and about. He wasn't quite back to normal though it seemed he soon would be now he was well on the road to recovery.
