Sunbeam Lair When?

Much time had passed since the girl's decision to assign to Ezimette the role of an omega. The choice had weighed heavily on her mind at first, having caused her to depart from the territory so that she'd been able to forgot the situation. Eventually, she'd grown to accept what she'd done and refrained from regretting it, knowing that, in the end, it had been for the best. Thus, time had been permitted to pass them by until the present was met, bringing forth a thought within the chieftess' mind. After some careful consideration, she'd decided it was time to welcome the pallid woman back into the true ranks of the tribe, and so she'd set out to find her. It was news that needed delivered personally, after all, and the girl wished to waste no time in doing exactly that.

Asterr had trailed after the other female's scent, sticking to the fresher trails and ignoring those that'd gone stale. When she had finally reached the other, she'd approached without a sound, but was soon stopped dead in her tracks. The sight of the other was awful, her physical condition clearly having lessened quite a bit since they'd last seen one another. Worry seeped into the dragoness' gaze as she closed the distance between them, rounding the other's stilled form so that she could look upon her face. "What has happened?" the girl asked, crouching down in an attempt to level herself more with the other. "Are you ill?"