round here the sky's a little closer a little closer to the ground
His height was something that the family would certainly take a while to get used to though it had always been clear he wouldn't be small. He'd grown at a rapid rate the size gap between he and his siblings seeming to grow larger and larger. There and then he had realised he was oddly tall, a realisation that only became more apparent when he had overtaken his parents and continued to shoot up. Now fully grown it had been a while since he'd seen anyone close to his height let alone taller, it was still a little odd to look down on everyone, though it was something the boy was apparently going to have to get used to.
The Destructions were a large family, and Aslan didn't even know of the half of it. There were still aunts and uncles he didn't know, cousins that he had never met, so many wolves without even venturing into the generations both before and after those two. Bass would jest at the size of the family, continuously growing and Aslan couldn't help but laugh lightly at the man's next question. "Growing larger still." He responded. The news wasn't exactly his to share but not really thinking about that he would share it anyway. "I'll have more little siblings running around soon." He explained.
it's hard for someone to get lost here harder still to get found
