Swiftcurrent Creek This isn't funny. Come back!

Thyme's guard hairs settling when he heard his mother chuckle behind him. The young child noticed the smile on the other's lips, knowing it was a positive thing. He grew more curious instead of guarded. This wasn't a stranger then. "Mama's brother?," he asked and looked surprised. He had siblings but he never came to think of the fact that his mother had siblings too. Why weren't they around? Did that mean that one day he wouldn't see Turmeric and Mulberry every day!? That kind of worried him.

Thyme then pushed that thought away since he had to answer the man's question. "I'm Thyme! Mama is my Mom!!," he let out proudly, not seeing anything wrong with that he said. His tail started to wag a little. "Uncle... Merrit!," he beamed then. "I also have a bother and a sister!," he added. He had so many questions for this man, but his attention went back to his mother. Thyme watched the male... he looked sad. Why?