Swiftcurrent Creek Bending or breaking, giving or taking

Even lost in the stars as he is, the clumsy movements of his younger sibling are impossible to ignore. Ears first twitch in the direction, pondering for a moment if it is @Zephyr, yet closer inspection reveals that the footfalls are different.

The young raven boy shifts his golden gaze towards the bundle of cocoa and cream. His fur briefly bristles, thinking perhaps he ought to avoid them, if his parents would not trust even he—doting older brother—to be within their presence. He remembers how harsh Alessia had been towards Zephyr, he remembered how cautious Rosalie was after their return.

Yet he has no more time to wonder, for he is forced to act when the child slumps and falls flat upon her chest in attempts to approach him playfully. Helios rises to his feet, lanky, thin form sweeping too quiet over the terrain as he moves to inspect her for injury. None stand out, and so he gives her a comforting lick to the forehead. « What are you doing out here? »