Nocturne Summit shallow

He was angry. He'd been made to leave.
He'd not spoken as much as usual, falling into quiet fear of the world. Everything here was dangerous.
Strange plants, strange animals and birds.
The terrain was more dangerous than the ravine -- and he'd fallen into that!

He'd mostly kept to his Mothers heels, or directly under her chin. Sulking and fearful.
He wondered how long they'd be gone? How far they'd traveled?
​He'd not been left out of sight, not that he wanted to be.
And what topped it all off, his Mother and sister seemed happier.
How?!
It almost infuriated him.

Then, his sister stopped in front of him, earning a disheveled glare and a curt, "Move."
If they were going they were going. No stopping unless it was to eat or sleep. Stopping was for being at home.

Grumpy boy