Firefly Glen exxus

Yes, of course he would have noticed… fool.
 
Atlas offered a small smile to his sibling and a bob of his head. Almost every time he had gone to the borders, Osiris’ scent had already been there. The inkwell was merely touching up on a job that had already been completed.
 
The comment of gratitude stung in the back of Atlas’ throat. He did not like that he felt envious of Osiris; his brother was good and he was strong. The mixture of pride, love, and resentment that he felt for the green-eyed sibling was a hard pill to keep down. It was made harder still by Osiris’ consistent shows of comradery and trust. The words of the girl Fennec still gnawed at him.
 
“Hmm, I spent a good amount of time climbing the mountain back home. Down here it’s… strange. It’s like it’s easier to breathe,” Atlas offered in response, not wanting to admit that his legs did not feel half as weary as his heart did.