Firefly Glen [PHE] you don't know me liked you used to

kek.

though ezra keeps a weathered eye on the horizon for his father, or anyone that might see fit to chase him and his mother off; his worry remains on her. on stealing ( or at least, he thinks he's stealing ) good cuts of meat to offer her. he throws some birds in, too, in the hopes of taking suspicion off of him.

his breath catches in his throat, almost stumbling over himself as he catches a familiar scent tangled irrevocably with unfamiliar scents and makes a direct beeline for the source.

dad? it comes out choked as anselm and etienne come into view.

his chest constricts with a harsh, almost painful breath.

DAD!!! read a room?? ezra??? never.

dad ve've —

ve've been looking for you! and gideon! and — and i'm — emotions well up and choke ezra as he gallops nearer.

and i vas so scared you vere dead. that amadeo had killed you. ezra blubbers, voice pitched with emotion that reveals that despite that he was growing into his adult body he was still just a kid.