King Elk Forest could frame thy fearful symmetry?

It tugged at his heartstrings to hear the nickname she'd had for him. Nobody else had ever called him that, only Sugar Glider, and it was nearly enough to give him pause and prompt him to apologize for his suddenly sullen mood. But he was young still, and his emotions caused a commotion within him that was too difficult to express- not like he'd be willing to confess his feelings anyway. He was too deeply wounded by the abandonment of his peers to tell anyone how he grieved their departure, and how he felt left behind. "S'nothing. Really, Shug, I'm fine," He stated, unconvincingly. "Just tired, maybe. I should go, an' let you get back on your way."