Hushed Willows but it was gone just as fast as it came

Here and there, he sniffed at the dirt and tiny grasses trying to regrow. Mostly, it seemed pretty aimless. He wanted to do more, see more -- and feel up to doing it most of all. That was currently his biggest issue and the darkest of the Ostrega brood gave a tired huff, almost lowering his rump to the ground in uninterested defeat.

But, Little Voice's approach pulled his focus and Silas lifted his orange eyes to watch him. His ears splayed and he wriggled his tail, although otherwise said nothing as he approached. He did make it clear that he was relieved this was a familiar presence, though, and once closer, the youth reached to lick his fellow's chin. It only vaguely occurred to him that he no longer had to reach so far to do it. Meanwhile, he was largely unaware of Larkspur's observation of them.