Nova Peak hymnal

Kas smiled, remembering her time with the little boy. He was quite an adventurer, trying to get away from the den and into the light of day, ignoring the protests of his parents. Kaskara knew he took after his father in that way. "They really do." She wondered briefly if she would ever experience Scimitar's wistfulness as a parent herself and not just an aunt. The thought of Kieran danced through her mind and she had to hide a smile. She didn't know how to bring it up to Scimitar, and so thought that perhaps she should just wait until Kieran talked to him personally.

"Sadly, I feel the same." It was true that whatever was happening now, this peace and quiet and growth, would likely not last forever. Kaskara wanted it to, no doubt, and hoped that the unrest they experienced over at the creek was not replicated here. But sometimes, the quiet could be unnerving, too. "I hope we remain peaceful. I'd hate to think just because we're used to unrest that we seek it out unknowingly."