How many hours ago was it his brother had charged off on his adventure? How many hours had his parents and aunt gone screaming their fury into the wind? Ceallach didn't know. He could nearly see the tension like his sisters fur, keeping close to @Eirlys to try and provide her some comfort, but he became alarmingly anxious when @Mallaidh was not immediately nearby either. His big blue eyes seemed different, but just so, and they trekked nervously from face to face trying to read what he could from the adults. "Roars is okay,"  The youngest cub said, all the boyish confidence projected, and like his brother so far away he leaned on his mother's talents to weave worlds and realities - if he could play the part, he could make it so.