Neverwinter Forest This is the song written for the train chase

Sibs maybe? But anyone, really! @Nuala @Finínn @Sullivan

Ciaran was pretty chill. He was probably the least adventurous (or inspired) of any of the kids floating around the pack. He just kind of did whatever, and any fleeting desires to be something greater pretty much just ended up with him changing his mind within a week. He was indecisive. A nice kid, but indecisive.

Similarly right now his wandering around was pretty aimless. Maybe he could get food? Or track something? Uhhhh. Yeah. Something. Something would happen and he would do whatever. That's about how he normally operated. He was wandering along a game trail, watching what was around him more than scenting, just out for a casual stroll.

Chill was not a word anyone would use to describe Nuala. She was high strung and almost always bored and looking for something to entertain her. Today, it seemed that would be her brother. She never passed up an opportunity to annoy one of her siblings. Honestly, she would annoy anyone right now, but it was even better that it was Ciarán.

She tracked his scent through the forest until she saw him strolling just ahead. A devious smile spread across her face, and she suddenly began to sprint towards him. If he didn't do anything to stop her, she would launch herself at him and try to tackle him to the ground, hopefully startling him in the process. The whole thing sounded very amusing.

He should figure out what to do at some point. Maybe something fun... What would be fun? Hmm. He never was sure, it was part of why he maybe seemed kind of wishy-washy. It was nice when stuff was quiet sometimes. Nobody was causing drama or anything. That was ni--- his head whipped around at the sound of someone coming towards him. 

HEY! was his shout, but it wasn't like that was gonna stop his sister. What're you doing! But it did take a minute for his brain to engage and tell him to do something, scuttling backwards, not quite sure if he should run or what. He was slow to respond more than that, finally trying to dodge away, probably unsuccessfully.