[the hawk flies down out of sight behind a small grouping of trees in order to spare cain the sight of a morph (which simply isn't pleasant for anyone involved).
after a small handful of minutes a scrawny looking boy of about 13 will walk out from behind the trees barefoot and wearing a skin tight t-shirt and bike shorts. he steps tentatively over to cain, pausing every couple feet to squint at him like he's having trouble seeing him. for someone who knows to look for it, it's pretty clear that tobias isn't totally comfortable moving in his own body.
he stops a few feet from cain, waves his hands uselessly by his side for a moment before forcefully crossing them over his chest and staring with a surprisingly intent look from someone his age.]
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after a small handful of minutes a scrawny looking boy of about 13 will walk out from behind the trees barefoot and wearing a skin tight t-shirt and bike shorts. he steps tentatively over to cain, pausing every couple feet to squint at him like he's having trouble seeing him. for someone who knows to look for it, it's pretty clear that tobias isn't totally comfortable moving in his own body.
he stops a few feet from cain, waves his hands uselessly by his side for a moment before forcefully crossing them over his chest and staring with a surprisingly intent look from someone his age.]