Moonspear there upon your perch, say the words

✴        Revui was back to his usual antics of yowling, prowling, and complaining as he tumbled about in the den, waiting impatiently for the return of their void-mother. He yearned to drink from her, but lately Amekaze had been resistant to his pleas; she had abandoned the clutch of children for some reason or another (perhaps to urinate, perhaps to fill her own belly with precious meats that she would later feed to her spawn), but he did not particularly care why. Revui was hungry - he was always hungry - and had begun harassing his siblings in the interim.

First he sought out Yami, whose tail became his tug-of-war plaything; when this stopped being entertaining, he released the appendage and rolled in to Yama, and began to nose about greedily in search of something to chomp, tug, or wrestle with. Lastly, he went for Arcturus — but the dark child was not among the bodies. A quick scope of the den later, and he pinpointed the boy's silhouette nearing the gaping maw of light.

Revui would be damned if he was going to be left behind! Roaring with a puppy-pitched squeal, he lowered his forequarter and charged headlong after his brother — arriving just as the other boy was spooked by movement, which caused him to shove his head right up against Arc's tiny tush. The silver boy plopped against the den floor in the next instance, feeling far less like the fierce predator he wished to be and more like a fish out of water.