Dragoncrest Cliffs bad day, bad century

Aduin flinched at the other's growling, but only a little jump. Inside, however, he was waiting for an attack. Verbal, or physical. But none came. He felt ashamed to not look back and meet his gaze. Sebastian could never fight all his battles for him. He would have to train. Though, now was not the time for that.

Then, surprisingly, Romulus turned kind, greeting himself after some encouraging words of Seb's. He liked the thought of being a little brother, even though they weren't the exact words. But compared to him, he certainly was little. He cocked his head a little in silent curiosity and wonder as Romulus spoke of a brother he had, his ears perking up. It was funny, hearing a name much alike to his. Since he never really heard many names from others, as they would try to kill him, or he was just too afraid and ran. Looking over Romulus, he could see he was not one to mess with. But he was glad to be on his good side, and the comforting nudge confirmed that there was no tension. On the outside. He formed a small smile.

When Seb began to take the lead, he stood and followed, his legs swaying back and forth in time, thumping against the dirt. He knew where Sebastian was going, just by the direction. He hurried forth so he was just a little behind, yet close enough to whisper. "We should b-be careful up there. Big w-winds." He looked back to Romulus. He had an aspiration after meeting this new wolf. From his words alone. With a nod, he gave a silent 'thank you'. "Also..." he paused, unsure how to go on. "When we get the time, can you..t-train me?" he asked sheepishly, almost embarrassed he needed to be trained to fight at his age.