Hushed Willows I've got three candidates for the zoo...

Not entirely sure what the post order is anymore, so I’m just gonna toss this in here. :x

Several times had the boy been smacked—on his side and rump, primarily—by his brother, which had contributed greatly to his whining. Distress turned into frustration with each blow that had hit him during Kavos’ attempted escape, for he was unable to prevent the touches from coming. They were bothersome, but not really painful, and he’d tried to turn and find the source. But, before he’d the chance to do so, he’d been relocated. It wasn’t far at all, but, to him, it'd felt like an entirely different world.

Eros knew, to a certain extent, what his mother felt like. He knew what to expect from her, though her habit of pushing him away was often forgotten. When a new mass had filled her space, there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that insisted this isn’t right, but it’d been ignored. For even if the new body was different, it still offered warmth; more so than his mother ever could, too. Nudged against her, he’d not fought back, but had instead quieted down and eventually surrendered to the call of sleep.