So Young Yet So Bright

A long moment of silence passed as Ishild stared into the distance, her eyes trained on something no one could see, not even herself. The cool wind continued to tug at her plumage and she blinked, the salty air stinging her eyes. It was very peaceful here, and the ashen female was growing quite fond of the Teekon Wilds. Maybe she would stay? But what about the destruction? That was never good. But Ishild pushed those thoughts away as a large figure began to make it's way towards her. 

At first, she didn't recognize him. He was arge and burly fit with strong muscles and a set of pearly white fangs. His eyes glimmered in the light and he sauntered up to her with a very peculiar but somewhat familiar attitude. But then he spoke, and Ishild knew exactly who it was. She had been intending to find him sooner or later, but looks like he found her first. 

"Skellige," She said in greeting, a crooked smile spreading across her lips. She was warmer than most of her siblings, but she still had an air about her that made her seem... well... diferent. He asked her why she was so far from home, and she answered willingly, though the answer seemed obvious to her. "Looking for you... and trying to find something new." She said quietly. "But whatever. What have you been up to?" 

She studied her big brother intently, noting every little change about him. He had definitely matured since he left the Warsaw Islands. She hoped he was happy with where he was. It was definitely a promising place and Ishild couldn't help but wonder if she would stay as well. He'd grown a bit too, and he was taller than Ishild now. She wasn't that small, but she still had to crane her neck to meet his gaze. He had a dominant air about him and Ishild found herself wondering if he'd founded a pack of his own, or earned his way to the top of the hierarchy.