Mythris was cold - the snow dusted his pelt and gave him the opposite pattern of his sister Dalmatia in comparison. He had another haul in his mouth, rocks carefully carted to add to the hoard of them that lined the edges of his den. There was just something about the pretty stones all organized and laid out in their specific spots. Sometimes the stones gave him different feelings - if he concentrated on them, he could even imagine them almost with their own little emotions and personalities. If he told his sisters they'd think he was crazy - Aurelia would give her grimace-smile and tell him 'that's nice' while Beri barreled into him with the notion of 'being happy he was happy'.

So he kept the random notions in his head, keeping his little pretties just tucked in their spots and settled.

Isaiah carefully nestled the shiny quartz in it's spot, placed between the more pinker shades and between the paler spaces too - he was careful, he had a system and once he was done, he backed up to survey his little treasures. That was when it caught his eye. The stone was a brilliant sort of blue, something that seemed to be a perfect match for Cassius. With a little smile Isaiah picked up the moonstone and began to track his brother's most recent trail.

It wasn't long before the hunter and gatherer found his sibling. The paler form of Cassius always stood out to him, his golden brother bringing a smile to his face, even though he was carefully clutching the moonstone he'd found for Cassius. Rather than put his prize down he instead kept it clutched in his teeth as he leaned against his sibling for a moment, shoulder to shoulder. The tactile reminder of them and just the solidarity made him feel more grounded and better, but his siblings had always had that effect on him.

He finally took a step back and placed the stone down between them. In the light, there was a flash of the beautiful blue on the surface of the stone, the paler edges of the stone showing more of the same coloration that Cassius had on his flanks down to his belly. I saw this and thought of you, Cass. Isaiah explained with a little grin. Second I saw the flash it made me think of your eyes. It gave him a feeling of peace - something that he always accredited to Cassius too.

Isaiah couldn't help the feeling of pride when he saw how Cassius investigated the little stone that he'd brought along. His siblings were always so good to him in general, patient with his whole....falling asleep thing, and then indulging him in his little appreciation for his stones and crystals. If he thought too much about it, Isaiah would be too drastically overcome with emotion it would almost freeze him in place. Aurelia, who struggled to show emotions took the time with him to be raw and real, and Berii always made sure he felt loved. He and Dalmatia had spent so many times together, embracing their emotions together, and even though he didn't remember times with Euphemia since she had been gone for so long, what he did feel about her was the unwavering, unconditional way that she believed in her family.

Somehow, he didn't even realize that he hadn't included Tiberius in thinking of his family. He'd gotten too used to his father being absent.

Oh! Yeah - this happens to be for my most handsome brother. Isaiah teased with a grin. He had a lopsided sort of smile, tail tagging loosely behind him. I think it was meant to be with you. It feels.....it feels just....it makes me think of you - it's balanced. He chuckled softly, looking from the stone's shine back to Cassius. Is that silly? That they make me feel different things? Cass would at least be honest with him.