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

Silas accepted the invitation for play and bowed his front half down before a mighty jump forward, and with the quiet companion, he romped gently beneath the summer's sun. It was easy for him, and comfortable too. For perhaps a split second, he was reminded of simple times back in the Hollow -- nostalgic, almost, although he didn't know it by that title and instead just by the fuzziness it left in his head.

When their exchange culminated, the dark pup backed off, panting softly and they parted ways soon after. It had been brief, but frankly, he didn't have excess energy for much else but what mattered was the satisfaction he felt warm in his chest. He went plodding back towards the Crook in decent enough spirits (all things considered) and it was on his way there that had noticed his sister. He chirped a small greeting, and moved towards her spot curiously.