I don't wanna be in love

He didn't sleep often anymore, silenctly mourning the missing father figure he always slept next to even if there was no affection there something was missing. Something was wrong. He loved his mother and sister but his attachment to his father was blatently obvious, often times having silently sat with the man even if Kylar had wanted little to do with them. For the first few days he had pestered his mother, demanding more then asking to know where his father was and then curiosity had gone to worry and worry to a silent sort of resentment. His slept now with his sister between himself and his mother, head laying atop massive paws. Large ears would flicker at the sounds of movement and his pink eye would ease open for a time, watching his sister lean into his mothers neck. He didn't ask where his father was anymore, more because he could see the pain in his mothers eyes when he asked then because he didn't care to know anymore... But despite the fact that he had laid off the questions he would no comfort his mother as his sister did, instead he would lay slightly aside and regard them. Watch the bond that they shared. Maybe it was a girl thing. Who knew. Girls were stupid anyways.