His brother was tired, he could hear it in how he answered. Oops! He must have woken him from his slumber. Ah well, Félicien was sure that Sorrel would forgive him. His tail would wag behind him as his brother emerged from the den, pushing the gifts that he brought the other male towards him. He would give a soft, happy whine, his ears twitching.
“Good morning!” The golden male’s voice was chipper. Obviously he had been awake way longer than his sibling. He tilted his head to the side, a grin on his face. “I brought you breakfast! And some sort of plant. I uh... Don’t really know what it is but I knew you would so... Is it useful?” He tried at least. As long as it could be useful to his brother that was all Féli cared about.
