The Sentinels black widow baby

Casmir was not disappointed to see him -- the thought had nagged the win for some time now, wondering if Casmir held his own time away from the family against him. His muzzle grazed the familiar fur of his brother's neck as he greeted his twin with a proper hug -- wincing only slightly as his injured forelimb brushed in contact in the rush of it all.
 
"Cas," he greeted, pulling back so he could survey his littermate quietly. He looked no worse for wear than the other residents within the Wilds due to the famine, and Constantine was grateful for that. He could only hope this visit was one that sought re-entry back to his true home. As he questioned where their other siblings were, Constantine gave a gentle shake of his muzzle, his own ears pulling back to his dark head. "Eilidh is around.. but Emaleth left after.." He trailed off, finding himself unable to speak of the events that had lead her to do so.