The Sunspire All around the world, pretty girls

Upon hearing his confession, Saena quickly adopted the same look of concern that was upon Summer's face.  Somehow, seeing her worry made him worry even more.  It was as though her anxiety vindicated what coursed against his own nerves.  He sucked in a deep breath to steady himself.  It had been a long time since he'd suffered the uncontrollable anxiety of his youth, but each day that passed without Tytonidae reminded him of it more and more.


"I don't," he admitted, guilt burning in the pit of his stomach, "She wanted to search for herds just beyond our borders.  She was only supposed to be gone for a day or two and she asked that I stay behind.  She wanted to do it on her own."  Not for the first time, Summer regretted the fact that he'd agreed to letting her go alone.  He at least should have followed after her at a distance so that she wasn't aware that he was there.  It was foolish, but hindsight was 20/20 after all.