To forbid his presence was only further invitation to invade when given even a slight chance.

Burdened by exhaustion during the prior expedition that saw the discovery of the beached craft made apparent to all retracing his steps was a method he could not trust, though such had not halted prior attempts. Failure was a bitter taste in the back of his mouth, however, and halted any further exploration in the direction he believed it lay. Some stroke of luck, bad may it seem, that allowed him close enough proximity to overhear the supposed destination assembled few were moving toward. Clumsy and slow his tailing, poor the work and easy his observation, turned away at times when some did look back and caught a glimpse of him hiding away, never was he dissuaded.

Late was he upon arrival all the same, bloodied the multi-hued canid that passed with his catch held aloft, yet away did his attention skitter quickly. Known his rather negative thoughts towards his somewhat brother, though neither had broached it father had become Rhine to the kitten as he had the brothers, and so engagement was not to happen. Closer did he step instead, brow furrowing as frown settled in place with his observation of proceedings.

"Our secret." Back the words Hurricane had once used to hush Foam, a tag along unexpected than as he was now, anger apparent as his tail stood straight, quivering ever slightly as he fixed Hurri with a stare that was not imposing in the slightest.

It seemed to have grown a routine, at least something akin to it — some inciting factor or event ignited a temper set upon a fuse all too short and the hushed murmur of his voice smothered the flames, a comfort odd in how it reassured so wholly.

Away vision turning, other occupation of the torn hull briefly regarded, almost turned the anger that scored tongue held between teeth. No further words arose in that moment, however, had they been withheld or he was robbed of his voice was up to interpretation, the light touch encircling instead deemed interesting compared to the rest. "Boring, alone." Short response all Foam allowed, enough as it were. Though only the beginning of the chill that would steadily increase with each day that passed them by necessary had grown all in maintaining and supporting the clan, often his own company all he had. Impulse decision his wandering once more, one made lightly and with repercussions not thought upon prior to this moment.

Startled from pursed lips a little laugh, ended with a snort that drew sand covered paws up to cover his muzzle. Better had Foam grown at differentiating what was serious and that which held a more light tone, the mirth Rhine wore paired with his words hint enough. Paws were removed and tentative his own grin, turned to Hurricane as he gave a little growl, playing along, a moment when broken promise was put aside but soon enough would it need to once more be addressed. Funny the things a child deems important, rather odd how he had taken to the seeming secret between them which was not truly such.