Redsand Canyon gravis

His father was all business.

Cornelius listened only because of his proximity. He didn't want to go hunting; the thought intrigued him at first, then fell away to opposition. The water stilled before him and he saw himself with a darkened face made that way from the sogginess of his coat.

With a sly glance towards Germanicus the boy lunged towards the water and shoved his face beneath the surface, and soon after bubbles foamed up. He lifted free with a husky laugh, and then tried again, blowing heartily from his nose. He was only a boy, after all.