Deepwood Weald if we shine

if asmoses had hoped to venture off on his own, it was thwarted by his twinshine whom was usually always found at his side. he didn't mind her presence for her presence was always like having his own personal sun: warm and encouraging. she hangs back though and trusting that she will not be bothered where she hides asmoses braves forward despite the trepidation he feels at the knowledge that he's wandered too far and can no longer scent his own trail back when the shadowy stranger answers his false bravado bellowed 'hey'. what? greets him back, not exactly cruel but not what asmoses knows to be necessarily friendly either.

for a moment, the boy's ears flutter back against his skull before he remembers 'fake it 'til you make it' and they push forth. a breath is sucked in, mouth parting to speak h — before he can even get out the second syllable of his greeting he's interrupted.

by caerus. using a fowl word and hissing tone that causes asmoses chest to puff with indignation even as his jaw clamps closed with an audible click.

he blinks rapidly at his older brother, feeling a messy bubbling of annoyance in his chest, boiling his blood.

breaching the surface only when caerus informs the shadowy stranger, rudely, that he and liliana are 'fucking dumb'. how dare — nOT `UCKING DUMB!!! asmoses shouts at caerus, putting his whole body in the action; unaware until that moment that he was even capable of shouting or feeling such hot anger. weave us awone! he tells caerus, forgetting the stranger's presence. we dunna want yew `ere.