Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

Pippin was not far behind his family as they gathered with the other wolves of the Keep -- the ones he sought to avoid. The boy slunk forward, the bones of his ribs jutting out scathingly against his side before he idled closer to Larkspur and Silas. His once bright eyes were dull, and with a tremor that seemed to follow him now from hunger alone, the youth settled his belly upon the floor of their new home, not having even the energy to hold himself up for any amount of time.