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Despite the discomfort that he had felt moments before the inky prince’s release, Rannoch was not fully prepared for the response that he received. His eyes grew wide as Cypress’ disposition went from sunny to dreary and his frown darkened. Was brother okay? She scooted quickly until he was parked parallel next to his dark brother, his heart thrumming as he rushed to his brother’s side. As he seated himself, the younger prince pressed his nose to the downy fur of Cypress’ cheek and whined lightly. "You okay?" He seemed to implore in that moment, his eyes looking on with concern as he attempted to assess what going on.