From the Mouth of the Beast
an excerpt

"You weren't at Winter Solstice."
The voice was cold, like ice, and grating, as if that same ice was being dragged along a gravel path behind a pick up truck. Kane truly had to say that he loved the way his family felt it was thier personal obligation to stalk him, reminding him of how he had skipped out on obligatory family functions. It wasn't as if he didn't notice the change in the moon or the fact that he wasn't there for the first time in his life. The voice in his ear, stating the obvious obviously had no idea that he simply had stopped caring.
"Kale. Should I simply go ahead and label you Captian Obvious or are you going to shock me and tell me something that I haven't yet found out?" Kane smirked, turning to face the shadow lined pantry and the elder brother that he was certain lurked within them.