Ember loves his mother. She is an inspiration, a great caregiver, and the owner of the kindest heart he will ever know. He understands and accepts that she also loves everyone. To the point that that love has borne fruit and granted him many siblings in the process. It was not uncommon for one to have many lovers that come into one's life, then move on. Heck, his own father falls under that category for Heart and Home. But of all of his mother's partners, Forward by Choice is the one that has chosen to linger around her--not that he has a problem with that!
Yet Ember has always been irked by how Forward treats him. He heard, in vague terms, from Heart and Home that the totoma has gone through a lot in his life and those experiences have made Forward awkward and seemingly distant. But none of that explains how Forward by Choice never fails to make Ember feel like an inexperienced young buck--regardless of how old the latter is and the many things he knows he's been through himself. Just hearing Forward use the term "not-son" silently infuriates Ember. On one hand, it reassures him that at least Forward knows that he doesn't consider the totoma anywhere near a father figure; but on the other hand it inexplicably vexes him that this buck considers him a child still!
Yet Forward by Choice has proven to be a stable and supportive partner to his mother time and again. Ember knows there really is nothing to be mad at this buck about, but he just can't help but to feel off about him.
"Good evening, Forward by Choice." He refuses to shorten the totoma's name on his tongue or use any other moniker that would give the impression that they have any semblance of bond between them.
"Please let mother know Sun-Cursed and I would be happy to visit her soon, and that she is, of course, always welcome to come by if she wants."
Ember looks over Forward's familiars and did not miss their similarities with his own--a feline and an eaglehound. He pushed back the thought, knowing that dwelling on this fact and whether it was done by the totoma on purpose to build some sort of camaraderie between them would only serve to annoy him further. He wanted to be civil, as his mother wants between everyone she considers a part of her family, so he took a deep breath and shifted his attention to the cave worm that Forward had brought him. It did indeed sport Ember's colors. He would never understand how these creatures would find their way to the kin that most visually resembles them. His own eaglehound Grove Guardian was already approaching the worm, sniffing it and sizing it up.
"It's a strange creature for sure. I don't think I've ever seen a cave worm quite like it. Where exactly did you and mother find it? Also, would you like to come in for some water and a meal? It would be rude of me not to offer you at least something to eat since you've made it all this way."
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