Bramblepoint so lets set the world on fire

✴        When Arcturus moved, Revui felt vindicated. It wasn't until he turned to confront whatever had gathered his brother's attention that he stopped in his tracks as well, his gaze widening in surprise when the lumbering creature made its slow but consistent pass near their position. He remembered the stories of the bears in a vague sense (mostly because he put little stock in words and the older he got the less he could focus upon them), but it was something else entirely to be faced with such a giant thing face-to-face. He needed no further prompting; Revui felt his limbs stiffen with anxiety and his ears fell back on his head when he took stock of the creature's movement, but still he did not move.

Rather, he looked to Arcturus with a quick glance (as if taking his eyes off of the bear would spell disaster), and then pressed against his dark brother, herding him haphazardly away. He kept himself between the bear and his brother as he tried to flee, and whether Arcturus followed him or he stumbled and failed to protect him, Revui was off like a silver bullet for the safety of their sisters.

The moment he came close to Hydra he looked away from her. There was no way for him to stop the sting of defeat now tha the was following her orders. He did lift his snout to her cheek and nose at it with fondness and humility, a physical showing of an apology that could be read in his body language.