YOU'RE SAFE, CHILD // talking to his sister

Arfur had never really had much family. In truth, as far as he could remember, he had no family left at all. The purple hued pup had spent a lot of time thinking he was abandoned on purpose. Even moreso, he wondered why. But, now he supposed this was his family. Everyone in it was, they had to be.

The strange pup had been listening to the voice nearby, ears less than focused on the context. Slowly, the young boy slipped in, placing his gaze upon them. Jormungand was one of few he hadn’t really spoken to yet. Perhaps now was his chance?

“Hi! I am Arfur, are you okay?”