Moonspear crystalline

The normally energetic boy found himself losing steam as they began the climb through the foothills. He hadn't expected for the journey to be so hard, and so he'd wasted good steam bouncing about, and found himself very much in need of the breaks his mother provided. He tried not to look too winded, but his mother seemed to take his tiredness in stride. When they arrived at the borders, he was tired enough to behave, which had likely been her plan all along. 

This wasn't where Ajei lived, but it was apparently where another girl lived- the one who'd been in the fight with whatever animal had ripped his Dad into shreds. The man who showed up had scars as well- something Ponyboy was very used to seeing, though it puzzled him to see that the man had fewer fresh scars than his Dad. His brow furrowed. His tiredness was forgotten shortly after his mother spoke, and he fell back into his typical, outspoken self. 

"How come you got beat up less?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. "D'you just move faster or what?"