skill: n/a
"Rinon?" there was slumber laced in his tone, but otherwise ─ he sounded good. All things considered anyway. ❝ Yeah..it's me, ❞ he mused. ❝ I wanted to come check on you, how are you feeling? ❞ white tipped ears would twitch, drawing forward with his interest in his brothers state. He remained outside the den though, still uncertain after their argument that sparked all this.
❝ Can I...come in? ❞ he would ask awkwardly, more nervous that he had expected to be for the answer he shifted his feet uneasily.
notes:
which means if it hasn't happened in a thread ─ it hasn't happened!
