have you got colour in your cheeks? - anyone

[Kreios]

kreios don't you tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash I glance over at the black yearling as he approaches, and recognize Gaza easily. We might not have spoken before, but we know each other in the way that all Desert members do. I know that he is my brother, but I had not wanted my disfavor with Father to rub off on him (or Kitra and Akbar), and so I have passively avoided them for the most part. I had assumed they were doing the same, at least until his arrival here, and so I greet him with a warm smile. “Of course!” I say, taking a step to the side to better include him in our conversation beside the oasis. I have never really had a younger sibling before (it is too hard to think of Isadore), and am not sure exactly how to act around him. The same way I would around a friend, I decide as I turn back to Camrynn. She tells me that what I have asked is possible, and I cannot contain the enthusiastic nod that accompanies it. “Oh yes,” I say as she mentions the herd lands beside the Desert, “I’d not want to go far.” She mentions a time when herds were more common, but I am too young to remember those times. My parents and grandparents are as well, but since my family has lived in kingdoms since they began, I am not aware of that. I know of herds, but have never met anyone that actually lived in or led one. It’s intriguing, to say the least. When Camrynn asks Gaza about a herd I turn to look at him questioningly. I had assumed that I was interested in herd life because of my deficiency. The same thing that made me unsuitable to my father was what made me curios about a non-normative life. What if Gaza likes the idea? Even being interested is enough, even if he decides that such a life is not for him. Perhaps I am not so damaged as I had thought.