Ankyra Sound the horseman

Arrille gazed up at the birds as well. Their gulling was the only thing he had yet to get past with living here. Then his gaze shifted back to the older male to find himself being looked upon. His lips twitched. "Don't...call me boy." He was hating being called boy. Made him feel small again. The only ones who could call him boy was those closest to him. 

Then he turned away, scowling over the horizon. "I got some...but not enough." He would never have enough. And he still believed Caiaphas owed him a lot more than she had given, especially after the meeting with his father. He had been promised much things. Answers. A new home. But all he wanted was his father and mother...a father and mother. He would get neither.