Blacktail Deer Plateau set fire to the rain

“I never felt like I was missing out,” Regi offered with a casual roll of his broad shoulders when Cas offered a mumbled apology. Regi hadn't been fishing for sympathy or pity, simply Casmir had asked and Regulus had responded. “I had enough uncles to never miss that sort of figure.” Perhaps an “uncle” and “father” were not the same thing yet, this was not something that Regi knew, or would ever know. They continued onto the meeting place, and Casmir offered the knowledge that his mother's healing den wasn't far away, either; and that she had a billion different plants and could fix anything. “I'll definitely have to remember she's the one to go to if I get hurt.” He tended to get in scraps often and he could benefit from knowing the pack's healer. Probably something he should make a priority before he came home with scrapes and unseen bruises. 

poop post is poop. ;-;