Moonspear millenial growth

Open to anyone! Maybe a sibling spar?

✴        Most of the kids were outside during the daylight hours, romping or exploring, or trying their best to evade the eye of the more acute adults; but rarely was Revui anywhere near the light. It still stung his eyes, and he didn't like it. Instead, he lurked in the dark depths of the birthing den — keeping an eye on the twins whenever Arcturus was asleep or distracted, or taking his own naps when his dark brother was active. They took turns unwittingly.

But as the midday sun crept around a gathering of clouds, Revui saw his chance—he made a break for it in the dimming of the light, a stampede of desire as his childish need to investigate the world outside took over. Screw being responsible! Responsibility didn't mean anything to the child yet, so he delved out of the darkness, his transitional gaze set upon one of the romping bodies outside, into which he barrelled himself with a yowl and a snap.

He wanted to play! But he didn't know his own strength, and upon grappling with his sibling he bit down a bit too hard—the taste of blood shocking him in to the act of release, and then a wide-eyed stare like that of a hungry shark.