Moonspear a crown of red, king humming bird

LMAO hes going to be so sad when they turn yellow :(

he felt a brush of a breeze stipple his long guard hairs, and as he stirred a shadow crossed his vision. arcturus froze with a babble, his blurred eyes fixating on hydra though he knew not what his vision held besides blurred shapes and forms. all he was truly aware of was that his mother had gotten up. while his emotional attachment to amekaze was tenuous and only freshly forged, soon it would be a tether.

for now, he was simply cognizant her warmth was absent. he blinked once, milky gaze swimming as he looked from hydra's form to the ground. he took a few stumbling steps towards her, having wrongfully assumed she was his mother and had simply moved away.