i scream for you

It was hard. It was going to be hard. Yet, Crete would not let his grief and sorrow crush him. He would mourn, for quite some time for he still wasn't entirely over Aether's own passing; but he would mourn when it was appropriate to do so. As of right now, it wasn't entirely appropriate and besides, he reasoned firmly, he needed to be strong. For Osprey - for his brothers. It was a simple as that. They seem to be, Crete accepted the subject change gracefully, homing in a silent confirmation to her assessment. Though he, like his siblings, had been taught by March Owl to hunt he had spent more time in lessons with Aether, figuring there were plenty of aspiring hunters in their brood alone. Oh plenty, Crete boasted in a playful manner, a impish grin tugging at the edges of his lips. I think I even saw a T-Rex. Of course it was a ridiculous notion since they were long since extinct but it was a game they had played as children, pretending to be dinosaur slayers.