Hushed Willows i heard the old songs radiating from you

his mournful solitude is abruptly interrupted--such is the way of siblings, he would suppose, were he old enough to properly suppose yet. as it is, he reacts to sundance's presence with a small, moody huff, but does not pull away. instead he regards his brother, taking in the blurry details his still-developing eyesight affords, and nudges him, turning back toward the entrance to the den. hesitantly he begins to creep forward, glancing between sundance and the outside world, wondering if his brother will join him on this little escape mission.