Got those jet pack blues

*Tiburtius* · 01-23-2015, 04:55 PM

Tiburtius pressed himself up against Amalia's frame, finding comfort in her warmth even though his mind was running wild with all sorts of questions and possibilities. His curiosity and worry had peaked when he heard his Uncle Drashiel's howl. He had wanted to go see what was going on himself, but their mother had run off so quickly that he hadn't had the chance to ask her if he could go and none of his other siblings had gone either. Besides, he was quite comfortable in this pile of his brothers that had formed around their Momma Ama.

Soon though he heard his mother's voice and his dark ears would perk and he would lift his head from its resting place. Something was most certainly wrong. He didn't like the tone in his mother's voice. Quickly he rolled to his paws and trotted out after his brothers, following them over to where Amalia had already run to their mother and was comforting her. He saw their aunt Talvi right beside Mother and for some reason that made him worry more, along with the tears glittering in their mother's eyes. He sat down next to Bacchus with his ears flicked back, deciding to stay quiet while he waited to find out what had happened.

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