Firestone Hot Springs I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight

It’d been over a week since the female had left the springs for the forest, having acquired another mouth to feed. She didn’t mind the boy’s presence at all—in fact, she actually enjoyed him being there with her. Leo was still only a hatchling, and yet he’d experienced more than any child should ever have to go through. For that, she’d decided to look after him and keep him safe, as well as because she liked the company. They’d only been together for a short time before her brother had appeared, a familial presence that she was thankful for. Again, that meant a whole other mouth to feed, thought when it came to her brother, she knew she didn’t really need to coddle him. Despite knowing that, Asterr had set out that day to track a meal for the three of them. She moved with a purpose in mind, and yet her body seemed to possess a different idea. Before long, the obsidian yearling found herself within the vicinity of the same warm pools she’d left some time ago with the sand-coloured kid in tow.
 
Asterr entered the area, knowing not why her paws had led her there of all places, but not bothering to question it, either. Each place she visited was for a reason, after all. The sulfuric scent that coated the air didn’t bother her as she progressed deeper into the territory, just as it hadn’t during her previous visit. She did not know what she was looking for, in truth, but as the outline of a form came into view, she suspected that to be the cause. Slowly, the Draconid approached, steps light and carefully placed so as not to frighten the creature away. Once the distance had been shortened between them, she realized it was a wolf—not just any wolf, either, but another child. This one did not appear to be injured, but the gentle plink that sounded as a tear hit the water beneath him had her concerned nonetheless. “Are you alright?” the girl asked, voice soft. Her movements ceased a little ways off, not wanting to crowd or frighten him.