Swiftcurrent Creek In a space ship

He allows himself to be shifted, happily pressing against Helios's belly with a soft, contented sigh. The exact position matters little to him anyway; he's just happy his brother isn't protesting the contact. The silver boy would never admit it, but he needs this — to reassure himself that their fight was not real, that Helios is not hurt and still loves him. He sighs again and tucks himself closer, burying his face in his littermate's fur and trying to forget the anxiety suddenly threatening to swallow him whole. He'd had fun, but... he can't help wishing this had gone differently.