Wild Berry Meadow Cool kids never have the time

He rolled his eyes at her question. He knew how to have fun, he just had a very different definition of fun from most wolves. He thought it was fun to chew on his stick and think or walk around by himself and think. He didn't to go off and do dangerous things like his reckless sister. 

He shook his head and puffed out his chest a little when Spica asked why he was out here on his own. I'm the older brother, he said with a shrug. I don't need an escort. As if that really explained anything. They were technically the same age, but to Acheron, he was born first and so he was the oldest and most capable of the four of them. That was also why he worried about them; he didn't trust them to be smart about things.