They were too young to have to deal with these things. They were forced to mature and fast, thoughts that no child at his age had any right thinking he had too. Constantly. It was why he felt the way he did. Angsty. Such a terrible, frustrating feeling. He didn’t want to feel this way, be a burden on anyone. Not Mohegan, not Kajika, not even their Aunt. He didn’t know what he would do when their father died… but it probably wasn’t stay here. It was nothing against the efforts of anyone who was trying, but there was the issue of if he wanted to stick close to anyone it was Pax. He got it, he understood, they were brothers after all littermates. Mouse was fine and great, but she seemed to be handling it in her own way, a girl way, Rett thought, and probably healthier than he was flopping out of trees feeling pain in his body just so he knew he still could feel something even if it was physical.

He grinned as if he wasn’t bothered at all, and really he wasn’t, it felt good to know that his brother cared though, his dark banner waved as he gave a nod to him. ”Yeah, just seemed fun to fall, it’s a weird good feeling… maybe we can get a bed of leaves together and both try it sometime… or water somewhere or something.” He said his tail waving about almost a daring grin touching his maw. He wondered what it was like to fly on that thought, probably pretty good. You could go so far so fast, just like how you were high up and you could see beyond the trees. Trees which he had never left before. He wondered what was out there on that thought. He got high enough once to see less trees, but never anything else. ”I know, I’ll be more careful. Don’t want you to worry about me.” After all they both knew they had enough to think about, and he wouldn’t do it again. He thought about Paxton and having him lose another family member, he wasn’t about to do that to him either.

He let their attention turn towards his offering though. His bright blue, teal and green eyes fixating on it, while he spoke and his brother fixating very close on his lips as he normally did. Maybe Rett should try not making sound when he spoke sometime… then it would be like they had their own language! Sort of. It would be like what their aunt did! It wasn’t like it mattered to Paxton anyway if he put sound with his voice or not. Maybe he could start with like… whispering… another day maybe, another time. His excited thoughts quickly turned somber though as Paxton said that he wanted to take it to their mother’s grave. Barrett’s eyes met with his sibling’s then, seeing the sadness in his eyes. His own gaze went downcast, focusing on the grass and leaf litter at his paws for a second before looking back up and giving nod to show he agreed.

Then off he went. Trotting through the woulds aware of the dull pain from his fall on his journey though it was certainly ignorable. He was quiet for most of it, though soon they arrived at the little wooded area close to the borders where she had been put to rest. He cleared away the dried up flowers that had been put there last time setting them to the side of the small clearing before lowering himself slowly to his haunches before her grave. He didn’t have anything to really say. Nothing he wanted to say aloud at least. It was just as depressing as he thought it would be, and all he did was let his eyes wander wondering where it would be best to add their father when the inevitable happened.

”Do you… think she’d be mad if we left Taviora? Do you think Dad would be mad?” He said after gaining his brother’s attention so that he could see what he was saying. He said we though, cause, if Paxton really wanted to stay, well, Rett wouldn’t go but right now, this place just felt like a bunch of bittersweet memories coming up to bite at him constantly. While he would remember them fondly, he wanted to remember them when he wanted, not because he walked on a certain trail or visited a certian place, but because he wanted those fond memories to come back to him. It seemed fair right? ”Would you want to leave?” He asked then his eyes raising up to meet his brother’s green and gold eyes to make sure his brother would be honest with him.