Swiftcurrent Creek trust

Typical of maman, she leans down. Her cold nose presses to his cheek, and Helios stretches on his tip-toes in order to press his to the side of her muzzle in mutual greeting. The raven has always been good at learning from his parents, and their actions play a large role in how his mannerism has developed thus far. He, however, remains ever expressionless; simply a void of dark fur, that is beginning to lighten to brown in a few areas.

« Okay, » he answers, growing more confident in knowing the correct responses to his parents' questions. Today could, perhaps, even be called good for his coughing and wheezing has calmed enough that his lungs did not burn much from his adventure to Rosalie's side. His quiet suspicion is the only thing that keeps him from answering positively. Neutrality seems right.

« How are you? » The raven parrots back the best he can.