Otter Creek WHERE IS MY BABY

Potema shook her head, the memories of that day both obscured in memory's shadow and bright as the sun Magnus above. She went off to explore, as they always do in the morning. I rarely pry in their adventures, but I follow their scents from time to time to make sure they are safe. The last I had of her scent was on Vaati's pelt, but he didn't know where she went, Even Kotake, her twin, bonded with the girl since birth, didn't know where her sibling was. It had been odd, but Potema was trusting her in children's sensibilities. Perhaps too trusting, as it seemed.

Potema's hackles raised at Damien's raised tone. It was far from the comforting rumbles she had expected from her closer brother, and it angered her more than upset her. You are just as much responsible for her disappearance as I, The priestess hissed, her remaining eye flaring in to a flame of blue fire at the dark prince's question. Her voice decresendoed into a whispered growl as the resentment and fury from months past preceded the anguish she felt now. You wanted them after all,