Blackfeather Woods Snake eyed

He would have gone further, he would have gone any length away, if it wasn't for his sister, his real-life sister. She ran into him, pushing him awake, snapping him back into reality. He was not displeased but disoriented, and he looked around blinking widely as he tried to make out forms of the blur that was still his eyesight. A dark form was traced, it was his sister, and he recognized the sound of her voice. How could he not, if she was the loudest one of the four? But this time he responded, squeaking a couple times himself as he tried to communicate that he was alright and that he wanted her to shut the fuck up.