Sunbeam Lair what would lizzie mcguire do?

Perhaps she shouldn't have been doing so for the sake of just being safe, but Asterr had fallen back into her habits upon noticing the increase in plant life anyways. Many, if not all, were ones that she could name, the uses and negative effects of every one known being present within her mind. Ones that could cause harm to young within a womb had been avoided—a cautious act, despite not yet knowing if any of her ventures had proven successful—and left with nothing more than a mental note, a reminder to herself that she'd need to enlist another body to assist with the harvesting later on. Only a small portion of her mind had stayed conscious enough to insist that she do so, the rest of her senses having fallen into something of a trance. The need to stay focused was strong, but still had the howl been efficient in ushering her back to a more aware condition.

The vocals belonged not to a stranger, thus she'd grown curious of why it seemed critical. Something had happened, but the what was inconclusive. Information had not been given beforehand, and so she'd been left with no other choice but to inspect the situation, putting her previous task behind her whilst the borders were sought out. From there she'd been quick, having slowed only after two bodies had become visible; her interest was piqued by the presence of another, but the closer the dragoness had gotten, the more concerned she'd seemed to grow.

When distance existed no longer, silver eyes trailed the stranger's surface, only to drift back over to Ukko in a moment's passing. "Explain," was all the girl had said, and all she would say until details could be offered. For the time being she had no way of knowing for why she'd been summoned, which was a situation best remedied, lest her potential services go without being offered.