[private] pour my heart out on the floor and now it's leaking

[bolder]

Though some things had changed in Hyaline since Gale's departure, some things hadn't: Bolder still wanted to be more, to become more powerful so that he might prove to his father that there was nothing to fear in it. His Uncle had been teaching the young pegasus how to do that, until those lessons had abruptly stopped. They had gone with Gale, and though there is a part of Bolder that had wanted to go to Tephra to continue them, he had stayed behind to look after Mazikeen and Malik and then the new arrival that came in the spring, Myrna.

He kept a careful watch over his charges, but Bolder hadn't forgotten about those earlier lessons. He hadn't forgotten what it had felt like to become more, and the copper-hued wolf knew that he would need to visit the Mountain soon if he wished to attain that again.

Bolder comes to sit, and gives his cousin an understanding nod.
It seemed that Malik hadn't forgotten those lessons, either.

The Faeries didn't take his shifting - as the young wolf can clearly see - but his sienna brow knots for a moment. Had they taken something else? Did Malik offer something that Bolder could not see? He doesn't have the familial healing that so many of their kin seem to have, and he wonders briefly if the younger shifter had offered it at the expense of gaining more Power. A new ability would do him little good if he got himself killed in the process, but no, he ultimately decides and then learns, about the four objects that Malik must return to the Mountain.

Everything about it seems so strange to Bolder, but he doesn't dare say such a thing aloud. Magic had its own wild way, and the young shifter knew better than to question it.

Still keeping a watch on the distant treeline, Bolder considers Malik's request. He had meant to return to Hyaline, quickly, unsure of what might be waiting for him when he returned. But if Malik was here and clearly unworried, then perhaps they might stay out a little bit longer. A hunt - especially between two such skilled pack members as themselves - shouldn't take too long.

"I'm always up for a hunt," Bolder tells Malik and comes to stand squarely on his four striped limbs. He flashes a grin, as wolfish as the shape they both wear. "What did you have in mind?"

@ Malik