In his short life Arion had grown accustom to disappearances from those around them. While most would take it negatively and allow it to unravel them, the smudge took his misfortune with stride. His father still remained a figment of his childhood, but his mother had returned after her brief absence. The wonder twins had also disappeared, without warning, but only Ember had returned. The absence of Bracken had left the smudge feeling unsettled; it worried him deeply that her sister had come home alone. It was highly out of character for the two to be without the other — Arion could not help but fear for the worst.

He gave his head a quick shake to rid himself of negative thoughts. R was positive that the remaining twin would return soon; they couldn’t stay apart for too long. Either Ember would leave again to find her sister, or Bracken would return… hopefully.

For once the Celencio child remained within the borders of the Pines, oddly reluctant to put the border behind him. Since his mother had returned he had not spent much time with her and he felt guilty for it. He had missed her terribly in her absence and wanted to reconnect with her but did not know how — he wasn’t very good at allowing his emotions to make an appearance. The boy was strewn lazily across a fallen long in a pocket of sunlight, his pale eyes observing the territory in hopes that someone would meander into his line of sight. He hoped @Zia would make an appearance, but he was reluctant to call out for her. He was worried his mother would scold him for his never-ending adventures beyond the pack territory.