oh where, oh where

Unlike his sister, Calder was taking full advantage of the freedoms given to him. The ship was abandoned at first light, as well as all those who shared it with him, and he was off exploring the snowy region around it. No older brother and sister to torment him, no little sister to hold him back with her whining and helplessness. It was just him and wide, wild world, and he loved it that way. He was brave, bold, unafraid of anything that might be thrown his way, and being bred to perfection by his father he was sure he was at the peak of the hierarchy. 

But not every day started off that way. Some days were slower than others, and other days he did not venture so far away from the ship that was home. Today he stayed close, suspecting Lian and Zola were further away because of the fact they were not here immediately to pick and prod and belittle him, but there was still someone here. 

The dark colored boy could hear her crying as he skirted around the ship, and though his ears perked toward her, curious about why she was so upset even if he did not understand, his silvery blue eyes were narrowed in irritation by the time he brought himself closer. "Crying again, Armai?" he ridiculed as he stepped closer, his stance dominant and superior once he stopped before her. "Don't you do anything else?" He continued to stare at her a moment, a contemptuous light within his young eyes, though in the end he sighed heavily, exasperatedly. She really could do nothing for herself, could she? "Get up, will you?" he grumbled, stepping over to her and leaning down to offer her his shoulder so she could stand.