Hushed Willows vent;volcano;vain;wreck;tactic;tidal;arches;

the little dark one appeared; out of all of them, he resembled cam the most, or at least what cam understood himself to look like, although he was younger and still more pudgy. just a baby, still. feeling slightly superior, cam lifted his muzzle and gave the boy a vaguely austere look, though his eyes didn't lack friendliness.

hallo, he said, mimicking mummy's cheerful greeting. his little tail, growing longer and more whiplike by the day, wagged like a metronome. wanna play?

it was a simple enough request, one he thought the other boy would be more than happy to accept. but perhaps he was just as flighty as lana and ziggy. cam wrinkled his nose at the thought, completely unaware that this probably reflected poorly on his attitude toward aeryn in the current moment. that was one thing cam had trouble with. . .distinguishing what was from what could be.