Moonspear I make dark things beautiful, and beautiful things dark

Big brother was a title that Osiris wore proudly. Although he was unaware of the extent of the responsibilities that came with the title, he prepared for their arrival. Today, he searched the upper reaches of Moonspear, looking for any trinkets that he could give them. His search had proved fruitless thus far, as he had found nothing that caught his eye. 

Continuing his hunt, Osiris had poked his head into a small nook. He knew that scavengers tended to hide their treasures within them, and wondered if any of the items would be suitable for his younger siblings. The cubbyhole was dark, but Osiris could see an appealing twinkle just out of reach, even with the lack of light. Forcing himself further through the opening and stretching forward with both of his forearms, Osiris attempted to grab hold of the treasure. If anybody were to come across him, they'd only see the lower half of his body. 

Osiris had been unaware of his Hydra's nearness, and he paused his efforts once he thought that he heard her voice. "Mom?" he called, speaking much louder than he would normally.