Hushed Willows If you need forgiveness, I'll give that to you.

Movement among the grasses, and Sundance's tall ears cupped forward as he quickened his stride toward the source of the sound. Gently, the sterling youngster peeked through the stalks to look upon his tawny brother as he sleepily stretched his willowy frame. His own feathery tail gave a gentle swish, and a bright smile tugged each corner of his mouth upward. "Lookin' for you," he chirped, glancing around for any sign of their blonde sibling, but saw no one else.

"Wanna explore?" Sundance asked, sure to emphasise his idea to accompany the excited shimmer in his pale eyes.