Northstar Vale kentucky born and he's survived

Reyson had stayed far away from everyone for a time. He had stewed and then fussed, had been angry and then sad. He was finally sort of okay. He realized it didn't matter how he felt about any of it. Arsenio and Tamar were his leaders and they had every right to trust him or not. Even if it was unfair. And sickening. He had told Meadow they could do as she pleased, but she hadn't told him yet, what she wanted.

So today he went in search of Maxim hoping to speak to the younger male. Perhaps get some perspective. Instead he heard the tell tale sound of someone absolutely puking out their guts and his own heaved in response, but he didn't eject his meal. Just barely. It was then he realized he was a little more messed up than normal, and he briefly wondered. When was the last time he actually ate? Losing chunks of time, was. Not good.

He made a soft pattern on the dirt, hoping that Towhee would feel the Vibrations and see who it was, if her back was turned. He could spend some time with her today.