Sleipnir nudged at the warmth moving along the outer shell of his home, enjoying it. He radiated the feeling suddenly impatient. He wanted to experience more of that warmth, More of this 'love' that he was receiving. Only the gentle curious thoughts of his... brother..interupted the feeling sending him another new strange feeling. He didn't understand this one. It didn't really have any sort of feeling attached to it though it carried the same intensity of 'love' and warmth', yet it was more of a question than anything else. "Daddy" He radiated, nudging the warmth over his home. This was 'daddy'. He repeated it to his brother replacing it with 'warmth'. the knew he was right. Daddy was warmth. He wanted more of 'Daddy' too.

 It was hard to actually pinpoint to was born first.Well, layed first, but Sleipnir was alread y trying to pick up the role of older. Trying to teach new things, he sent 'Home' to Skylark a combination of 'love' and 'Daddy' . A new feeling for them to express everything they knew so far at once. After a moment's thought, he added 'safety'.

 Path slept on soundly, unmoving. Not even flinching or turning over. The only movement was the steady rise and fall of his chest. Being in this form, he would need to sleep less.