Neverwinter Forest genesis

I actually went to their concert, it was amazing XD that was my first concert ever!

Antares could only share the feelings of his closest sister though he would be even harder pressed to admit it. While he did not have, and very muchly envied, the relationship his pale sister and mother had, he still missed her as a source of comfort. He missed his brothers, hell, he even missed Rika. He missed his Uncle Saeran, he missed the crisp air of the arctic and he missed the sweet song of the wind as it whipped through the ice at night.

Antares was rather poetic sometimes and his priorities tended to call to the familiar. He wanted comfort, but in a different format than many. His comfort was less in relationships and more in the routine. The regular. It was why he depended so much on Sigrún in this journey. She approached him for a moment of soft sweetness and pressed her brow to his throat before stepping away. He watched in silent amusement as she found an appropriate sunspot and lounged, kicking her dainty white paws into the air as she basked. He allowed her this reprieve, and would not have moved from his silent vigil at her side until she spoke.

He smirked as he looked at her, knowing just who she meant. "That is easy. Rika and Eirikr are quarreling, Mother is probably grooming an invisible spot from behind Eha's ears." He responded quickly, swallowing back the laughter. In reality Salene was probably raging at the loss of a daughter and son, and plotting if she should send the rest of her litter out to collect them or clutch them even tighter to her breast. For such a tiny thing, she was a terror.