Bramblepoint the good ol' rock 'n roll roadshow

Tuvaq was planning on telling the other boy. It would be difficult, because he spent so much time not thinking about it, but Acheron didn't seem like one to be detered. And if he were somehow lucky enough, he might not be judged too harshly for it. 

To his surprise, Acheron was still touchy, brushing up against him as they approached the little clearing that they could nestle in for the night. Tuvaq leaned into the touch and nearly tipped over before he realized Acheron had continued moving and wasn't standing next to him. 

"Looks good to me," he announced, tail wagging deliberately as he entered the little clearing. He was determined now to keep their mood up and not let Acheron feel too down. Tuvaq flopped down and stretched out, taking up most of the space on purpose, and shot a light grin up toward the freckled boy to see what he'd do about it.