Honeyed Pasture I don't know who to trust

He was content enough with the world in these moments. The sun felt good to his eyes. Melaneus wondered if his brother would ever like the sunlight. He had noticed that out of all of them, @Lycabas stuck to the shadows the most. One day, he decided, he would ask him about this.

But today he watched a butterfly flutter past his range of sight, and beyond that, a larger shape blur into view.

Melaneus felt his heart jump and the little shadow thumped his tail on the ground.

Rodyn had come back!

He blinked back an answer with the slightest nod, and the briefest of smiles that dashed across his lips. And the silent boy asked a question of his own, pressing his paw forward, and gazing up at the man with his murk coloured eyes and a curious tip of his head.

Waiting, again, to see what kind of man this Rodyn was, waiting, again, to see what he might do.

He had already impressed him once.