Lost Creek Hollow this youth is stolen by broken bones

The walk back to her home didn’t feel as long as it is as she banters back and forth with her sister, wavering somewhere between happiness, for their future now that she’d found her sister, and sadness that they actually had to reunite. They are in different places, forced to mourn on their own time instead of together and bringing those emotions back up isn’t something Root wants to face, unsure of Jazz wanted it either, but they could figure it out later.

As they approach the space opening up into her home, she hovers over the borders next to her sister. She easily had the scent to walk in but taking Jazz along with her isn’t her choice. A new home they could have together is on the horizon and a simple call away. 

“Ready?” she asks, a hesitant smile on her features. She shouldn’t have to worry since Harlyn easily had taken in her newfound cousin but she didn’t know the woman had already disappeared. When @Jazz gives her the go ahead, she lifts her nose and calls for @Harlyn or @Mordecai to meet her with the hint of happiness in her tones.