Bearclaw Valley [M] they breathe you in, and dive as deep as they can

He had been peacefully asleep, curled against his brother in a slumber that was warm yet comfortable. It was not to last, however, as Glaucos peeled away with a flailing of his limbs, kicking Astyanax on the chin as he did so. He awoke with a disgruntled growl, flipping onto his stomach as he peered at the lumpy shape that crawled ever so slowly towards the light at the entrance of the den.

The boy released a high-pitched cry, cut short as suddenly he was kicked once more by the form of his furious mother bursting forth into the sunlight. He was oblivious to the murderous shadow and her specter of an accomplice outside, unaware of the danger he and his brother were in. He only wanted for warmth, for sleep, and he too stumbled towards the fray in a dizzy, distressed panic, whimpering all the way.