Of course he was upset, he had just found out his mother was gone. The only thing he had held dear to himself aside from his siblings and his father. Isar of course had punished him, and Vereux, happy to have felt the touch of his ebony lords teeth simply because the man never payed him any attention due to being busy was all. So now he was depressed, the young boy sitting in the snow near the den, head down on his paws as emerald eyes looked out. Maybe he just wasn't important? That had to be it, after all, no one had ever treated him like a prince even if he was. The bluish colored pup rolled over in a full turn, making a small indent in the snow. To pass by the boredom it seemed. Watching small snowflakes fall to the ground, it was cold but he didn't mind. His fur coat was keeping him mildly warmer, he was near the den so if he felt too cold he would return inside. But at the moment, he didn't know what to think of the world. At so young, he had no fucking clue what to do. Speech,

So their mother was gone... Where had she gone? The queen he vaguely remembered had left him and his siblings, why? Was she okay? Inside the den, he laid, curled up, his tail wrapped around him, resting on the tip of his nose. He was aware of his brother's presence in the mouth of the den, and he assumed his sister was either further in the set, or out. He hadn't bothered to look for her, she could take care of herself, and he didn't want to tell her what they had learned about their mother. Flashes of his father flying into his son flashed before his eyes, as he tried closing them, tried to concentrate on anything else but the events that had transpired the other day with his brother. A sigh left him as he heaved himself to his paws and moved forward, coming to sit beside his brother in the snow. Firey eyes stared up, looking at the white snow as it fell around them, and he turned to his brother, speaking with a sigh. Soft tones would inquire softly, "Are you okay, Vereux?" Speech,

His thoughts were broken by the voice of his brother, bringing his emerald eyes to attention towards the other boy. His orbs making a sudden turn towards the monochrome pelt. Though as it stood, Vereux didn't know what Genesis thought of him. In all days he had lived, not much had been done between the two brothers. Not as much as he wanted to be done, since he was loyal to the blood itself. Yet still he was deemed useless in the eyes of others, and thrown out into the trash like another piece of kill. His head tilted to one side, before he straightened it again. Pressing those white paws against the snow as they were the same color and he came back to his paws standing on all fours. "I'm fine brother", the boy lied, closing his eyes and turning his head into another direction. Vereux dared not think of what his brother thought of him in the least. They were the few of isar's blood with the old queen. But where had she gone now, a small pit of rage had grown in his heart. For whoever took his beloved mother he wanted to see gone. And at his age, he couldn't do much of anything about all of this. A sense of helplessness was only so common. Speech,

Their mother was missing, the young pups hadn't seen her since they had the pups had been weaned, just after their mother vanished, and the emotions left in the wake of her dissaperance were mixed, and so confusing for the young wolf. He stared at his brother, sadness brimming in his amber eyes, Vereux seemed to be taking this hard. Genesis wasn't always sure what was going on in his brothers mind, but regardless, he was his brother and Genesis loved him and didn't wish him sad. Playfully, leaning forward, he'd nip gently at his brothers ear, a sign of affection, and let out a soft whine. "C'mon, Ver let's go explore. Laying about all day won't bring mum back any sooner. " His words he would suggest with a half smile, hoping to urge his brother to push his feelings aside and just go play. He assumed he was upset about his mother, and couldn't think of anything else that would be bothering his brother. Speech,

Vereux was a bit startled, or rather amazed as his brother pressed up against him. He blinked for a moment, and stood on his paws, maybe it wasn't too bad and it had took a bit for his fathers words to stick inside of his head. But, with Genesis here it was alright. "Well, I know." He painstakingly put his snout over the boys back. Cuddling him for a few moments before hopping back into a playful position. "What are we doing then?" He asked, green eyes looking at his much darker red eyed brother. Sometimes their appearances threw the boy off but he had seen the colors of all the others collected to Isar. They were like a pool of fish. Speech,