Earth looked at Tyche sympathetically. “I’m sorry. I hope they can find him,” said Earth, nuzzling Tyche. He didn’t know what he’d do if he lost in e of his siblings. Fire was the happiest one in their litter, and always made sure everyone was happy. Wind was the observant one, who payed attention to every little detail. Wave was the speaker of the litter, who spoke for someone if they didn’t want to talk. Frost was the heart of them, the leader, who made a lot of the decisions for them, if they were having a rough time making decisions. Earth was the cinnamon bun in the group, always being kind, and never being mean to anyone. Snow was their mother, very protective and kind. Earth looked at Tyche. “You seem to be malnourished. Can I get you something to eat?” Said Earth, looking at Tyche.