Moonspear Second, don't you tell me what you think that I can be

Should we begin to finish up this thread?

Still the adults (and Hydra, who was much bigger than him anyways) spoke like he was not there. And still, the boy hated to be ignored. But perhaps this was better for now - perhaps while their attention was diverted he could get back to being alone. He would like that. Aries slipped from his mother's grasp, freeing himself with a sigh. He loved his mother, but he prefered not to cuddle unless they were sleeping. Then again, even while sleeping the boy wasn't the biggest fan of cuddling.

The ash child busied himself with nosing at a bug on the ground, poking it a little before squishing it under his paw. He tilted his head, looking at the gross little mess where it had been, and wrinkled up his nose. He turned, then, looking as another bug scuttled by. This one he did not kill, he simply watched it with apparent distaste.