She is right to call for him even as the sound dies off in the canal of his ears; he sees her movement, the way her mouth forms and moves; he sees the taut worry and he moves to it. His life is constant observation, slowly piecing together it all until he comes to an understanding. Like the leaves, he knows what his mother means and he presses into her, at home finally when her heart's tune is felt. He feels her chest reverberate with excitement, and in turn, his own creates a low whine of joy as he rubs into her and his sister in turn, confirming that they are all a part of one another once more. His tail waves and his ears lean back, his joy broken suddenly by his mother charging forward. She steps over them and he twists to see why, suddenly weary of danger.

He glances quickly to his sister, noting the worry that he has learnt to understand. It is not danger, no, but their father sliding towards their mother with such a strange look. His mother's move is moving fast and viciously, her expression changing suddenly from one of frustration to one much sadder. It is so much to happen at once and he cannot understand it, shaking his head as he watches for his sister's reaction, fast learning that she is the best cue to understand. She moves and he follows suit, darting from around his mother as he comes to stand between the pair, watching his sister stare up at mother and father with worry. He does not like this, this sudden worry and sadness that seems to make the air thick with tension. He does not like seeing his sister in such a way, nor his mother and father.

He barks then, as loud as he can with a hoarseness that comes only from one never learning what such a sound should be like: it is rough and startling, and he means it to be. He wants them all to look at him as he stands there, glancing between his parents before he paces over to his father. He grabs at his chest, intending to grab the thick fur as he shoves back, hoping to drag him closer to his mother. He has seen them together before and now, he will make it happen again.

He twists then to face Tuari, releasing his father but for a moment before he glances to her to follow his lead. If she grabs their mother, then they can put them together once more.