Wheeling Gull Isle The Twin Thing

Lying here, everything in him is brittle and wounded. Things had changed, a family pushed away and expanding and silently he feels lost to this new distance explored by his big brothers and sister. He didn’t know how to accept this freedom. Their Judah was left behind.

And @Malakai, whose familiar blue is now absorbed by the outside world, taken from him. Judah will shuffle his paws around the den like the half-body he is without being summoned, singing lowly:

“Mal don lob Juuujuu, Mal don wan Jujuuuu, Mal don like Juujuuu.”