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He had been raised upon on a fine line, and this was not the first time he felt keenly aware of both sides. His duty, and within it the reservation he upheld with, had been taught to him to serve the family and the structure around him that they had built best. He was not cut necessarily as an alpha-type, though still had been kept aware of his worth should he ever want to be, something instilled to some degree in perhaps all of his full-blooded, blue-blood (so said their mother at least) siblings. Charon had seemed to encourage it of him, and since then, distantly, he always kept it somewhere.. but even with the fond company of Clover, a friend he had come to see more than just a few times, he was not yet even bold in such maneuvers. He kept to a careful standard and took a long time to truly ease off past a mischievous smirk and curious words enough to smooth over it.

Nevertheless, it seemed as if she was very new here then. Arcturus came up again, but had evidently left her side to land her to where Jarilo found her--perhaps even more uncertain that he was, given his younger brother's whole year less.. and his beta ranking, beneath only Dirge where these were matters this Ostrega was used to not considering. Until now, everyone else below but him and Nikai had been too young.

There was time, though, for her to see more and for him to steady his bearings. I'm sure, I may have mine, too. Jarilo spoke quietly. There was much else to learn and understand.. he could try to wait, if now was not quite the time. It didn't feel right, he hesitated, not that he was an experienced judge of what truly was. Nevertheless, his ears perked up at her yawn, and he decided to take her offer with a beat of consideration, though only said so with a nod before he rose to step closer, to the edge of the skins beside her--close. She couldn't be worse company than lounging with the growing juveniles sprawled about (even if they were good warmth), and there was nothing better waiting for him elsewhere.

He took a spot and curled up on it, next to her, just enough on some hide to partake but at his core, he was feeling a creeping shyness about it all suddenly thanks to thinking too much. The moment gave him a chance to glance outward--still snowing, unsurprisingly, and he gave a small sigh to help settle in--then hopefully relax.