What'd I miss?

Vitus would continue to stare into the pool, even as he heard a loud splash a couple pools down the line and a few over. It sounded distinctly like someone standing from the waters, before the tell tale sound of shaking, but the only thing that moves were his ears in the gentlest of flicks towards the sound. It was probably another pack wolf leaving the pools to head home, but when Bacchus suddenly appeared at his side, smelling of cold water, he jolted. Red rimmed eyes snapped to his sopping brother brother he would roll them, a small laugh deep in his throat as he turned his attention back to the water. He inclined his head just slightly at the greeting, his own silent way of saying hello to his brother. There was silence for a moment, even as his brother nudged his ribs, before Vitti would turn his eyes back to Bacchus. "h-h'w do th'y st'y wa'm" He said softly, staring at the steaming pools. Most of his anger of sadness seemed to flee at the arrival of his brother, but his brow was still creased, and it wasn't because he wanted to know how the pools stayed warm. He wondered what Bacchus thought of it all, of their father, of the fact that they had lost their home. He wondered if Bacc knew where he wanted to stand in the pack, what rank he wanted to try and train for, where he wanted to go in life. But it was all too many words for him, so he stayed silent, watching him and his brother in the gently shifting pool of steaming water.