He'd stopped for a while to nibble on some of the tough weeds that grew through cracks in the rocks and some of the dry mosses that existed in Orion. It wasn't much, but he'd been wandering for a while and it was about time to stop and rest - his legs felt like jelly under him from the long, long walk that made up his daily wander and here was at least better then that dusty, musty room of bones.

Folding his legs beneath him, he sat, a relatively peaceful looking sight of the young fawn, horn-gem glittering in the starlight. He closed his eyes and fell into a sort of restful peace, thinking lightly of the past couple weeks that he'd been alive. Excitement, anger, and then boredom. Boredom, wandering, with nothing in between it all to break up the monotony of day-to-day life. He almost remembered with fondness the adrenaline-pumping, anger-inducing, drug-enhanced experience of his hatching day. Now that had been the kind of excitement he lived for! Although he could do without the smug lecturing.

Not five minutes after sitting down, the fawn bounced right back up, snatched up a couple more mouthfulls of dry, flavorless moss before trotting forward, feeling too antsy and impatient to rest for much longer.

The sound of an approaching gembound at first had September on the alert - it could be some asshat like Doru again to push him around. But it wasn't a repellent, in fact he found himself turning towards where the other approached out of a curious thrill. And it was a nice surprise to find someone that didn't look too different from himself. In shape, at least, there were noticeable difference that he clocked right away. The long mane, the tail, the color. But grey-gold eyes quickly flicked to the diamond horn that sprouted from his forehead and he felt a rush of something strange at the familiar sight. Just like me! For a moment he wasn't sure if he should be upset that his stone wasn't as unique as he'd thought it was or happy he'd found someone that looked so similar.

Right, he'd said something! The fawn stood up a little straighter, shifting a bit back. "No problem, you're not disturbing me." He continued to observe the other for a moment as he waited for a response, but the moment stretched longer then he'd anticipated and he quickly shifted to confusion at the shell-shocked look in the other's eyes. He quickly did a mental check over himself, wondering if he'd stepped in something weird or if there was blood on him from something or what. But from what he could tell, he was perfectly fine. It felt like there might be like a stray piece of moss on his chin, but that wasn't too out of the ordinary. Not enough to get this kind of a reaction.

He tilted his head, frowning as much as a deer could frown after the silence had grown almost awkward. "Uh, are you okay?" He'd gone from a totally unnecessary apology to just staring in a few moments. Maybe he was just crazy.

Thankfully, the crazy town idea was quickly put aside in favor of "nah he's just surprised". The tension he hadn't even noticed had been growing in his shoulders quickly relaxed and he let himself chuckle a bit as well. "Oh, that makes sense." His eyes glanced over Arsu again. "I'm not surprised. We, uh, look kinda similar, huh." He wondered if his antlers would look like that some day and it began to follow along lines of thought that were surprisingly similar to Arsu's own. Would his tail grow out like that? Would his mane grow thick and glorious like his? Would his antlers branch in the same way?

He frowned and thought back the last few weeks. "I don't...think so? I don't know them, at least. Uh, I did meet one guy with antlers." His face soured as he turned to look towards the cave that led towards Canis. "Didn't get his name. Stood on two legs, wings. Dark blue with yellow streaks, yellow hair. Had antlers a lot like yours. He one of yours?" He turned back with a snort, remembering his unfortunate hatching day and feeling that boiling anger leftover from the open thread left by Doru when he left a child hurt, drugged, and blind on the floor of a bone cave. Hm, yeah, not a great first day.

"Oh! Right, I'm September." It had taken him a moment to remember that Arsu had introduced himself. He gave a polite nod of his head - there, not strangers anymore.

It was pretty wild to try and understand how one could not know all their family members. "Sounds confusing." Although September wasn't exactly the expert in what a family even was, so he instantly assumed that was what a lot of families were like. Big and confusing and maybe you dont really know everyone. It sounded weird to him, but who was he to judge?

He glanced back at the pitiful little grass and moss he'd been munching on and shrugged. "Just a snack. Not much else here." He looked back as Arsu began spouting out a bunch of words that he had never heard before nor had any inkling of what their meaning might be. Eridanus? Hive? Throne? Each of those stuck in his head like pins - alright knowing what those are and seeing them up close were now on his quickly expanding to-do list. "Uh no, don't know it, never been. What's Hive? Some guy?" Some asshole like the dragon deer person that made his first few minutes incredibly unpleasant?

His head tilted. "Oh, I don't know the throne either. But a garden? Here? I'd like to see that." Thankfully, this guy was much nicer then the last two unfortunate encounters he'd had and he was grateful for it. What a relief to talk to someone reasonable and definitely not crazy. "Thank you," he added on the end, before he forgot to be at least a little polite. Respect garnered respect, after all.

September turned to follow Arsu, keeping pace, doubling the light clicking sound of hooves against rock. As Arsu spoke, he took in the sights of Orion - the sparkling far-away roof, the distant broken city, a tower in the distance. How strange it was, like all were ruins. He had emerged in a cave of bones and now he was in a cave of ruins. There was probably some interesting history here, lots to learn.

If he had the patience to listen to all of it.

He didn't seem particularly scared of encountering a white lion, apparently, as he simply nodded. If it had been dangerous, well, he had weapons at its disposal to protect him. He'd beat the lion right up! The sound of the Hive, though, that was worrying. He frowned and paused for a second. "Oh, well...I hatched in that room full of bones. There was white shit all over the place. That was Hive?" It was a very good thing that he had good instincts, then, and hadn't tried sampling it.

He continued forward after the momentary stop, picking his way over small inclines and bits of ruin. "It seemed like kind of a crappy place to live anyways. Eridanus sounds nice, though. That's a shame."