Blackfeather Woods Why so serious?

Atshen usually felt most unsettled when Keelut's rolling laughter escaped. Unlike other laughter, Keelut's was a different breed. The noise was chilling, sending waves down the length of his body. Despite what he was feeling, the Silencer leant forward, feeling quite frustrated by his snow-coated sibling. 

"Enhance.. how?" he asked with a snap of his jowls as fire danced around his irises. He had very little patience for these games that Keelut liked the play. Keeping himself close to his sibling, while adjusting himself to stand a little taller by rolling his shoulders forward, Atshen waited for Keelut's response as the fuse to his patience withered quickly.