11-17-2018, 12:29 PM
▹▹▹▹ Being up late wasn't necessarily an oddity for Kit, but to see a young child up at this hour as well was something that was less frequent. Granted, that was perhaps an obvious fact. Most of the children in the Ascendants were either well cared for and rather mature in nature, or they were energetic little blobs of energy that barely ever stopped. Whatever the case was, Atticus yawned slowly as he made his way back towards the Observatory that evening, his paws carrying him lightly across the grounds in order to avoid any unnecessary noise and bother. It was in doing so that his gaze caught on to the small figure, a shadow really, hunched over in the dim lighting. His paws stilled for a moment, the only sign he was acknowledging the figure as anything more than shadow-play being a faint quirk of his brows as his paws turned to carry him closer, his golden eyes shining. "What's the matter?" he spoke, his voice breaking the silence, direct as he paused long enough to sit himself down for a moment and regard the child with his full attention.