Two Rivers Isle Quilted red

"Of course," he let his cranium dip in agreement to his Kings offer, genuine excitement beginning to make his paws restless. With an aggravated snort, the boy twisted his form to retreat into a relaxed posture beside the newly discovered hollow, his ivory underfur brushing the dry ground as he drew his tail in close to rest upon his hind legs. "I'll try my best," he added, snatching his gaze away from the ground to stare into the pools of his superior, a small smile beginning to play out across his muzzle. "My sister used to observe the stars, yet I was never drawn to the sky. I think some of my fathers practical spirit wound it's way into me." A slight chuckle of amusement stole through the gathering darkness as he listened to Burke's next words, fond memories of his sire stealing his attention for a moment before he returned his focus back to the grayscale brute. "How so?" he started, his eyes beginning to narrow as curiosity made him challenge the others statement. He assumed the words 'other kids' referred somewhat to Pyro and Vassago, yet the tone of his voice made him think twice.