Firefly Glen i look for high ground, for to build an ark

arcturus liked to believe himself intrepid, and in some ways he was intuitive -- but he entirely missed the shade of doubt that flew across ying's face. his attentions were on his surroundings; taking stock of every twig, stone, and snowfall -- making sure no pawprints (of the unwelcome variety) were present.

he was pulled to attention by ying's inquiry, which by his count seemed .. well, he couldn't place it. maybe more serious than inquisitive, but not a casual question either.. "she is my sister." arcturus answered, surprised then to realize, she knew hydra independent of himself. "how do you?"