The boy would let his gaze linger on his uncle as he addressed him. What brought him here? Félicien would let his gaze wander across the falls, breathing in as he debated on his answer. Finally he would speak, making sure his voice was louder this time so that way the falls wouldn’t drown out any of his words.
“To be honest with you Frith I’m not one hundred percent sure. I guess I feel like something in my life is lacking... Just not completely right. I feel like I don’t really do enough for the pack either... Like all I’m doing is taking up space.” Féli would frown. “...I’m not really sure how to go about changing it either. I’m at a completely loss on what to do with myself...” He’d let his gaze shift back to Frith.
“Maybe you have some ideas?” He’d ask, voice hopeful.
