Emberwood i don't every time get what i want

Unease settled into the pit of her stomach in response to the disappointment that she’d caused. Whilst Asterr was well aware of the fact that there wasn’t anything that she could have done to have prevented the cream coloured woman from leaving, she still felt bad for having been the one to confirm her disappearance. It was worsened by the fact that she knew not if Menta might ever return to them, but the feeling was subdued by the words of Banner. She’d nodded, then, knowing that it would be best to think of the positives. If something had happened to the adventure-driven wolf, then perhaps, just this once, ignorance would be best to side with. “That is true,” the dragoness voiced, words joined by a nod. “If I am to hear from, or of, her in the meantime, I will send someone to share with you the news.” Whether or not any traces of their lost friend might ever show up, she would not know unless it happened—assuming it ever did.

It was made known that the other wished to return home, which she could not be blamed for. Whilst it’d more than likely been assumed that her friend was gone, to receive actual confirmation always had a way of hitting one’s heart hard. It was understandable, and so Asterr was not the least bit offended by her desire to leave. “I enjoyed meeting you,” the girl voiced. “I hope that our paths might cross again someday, Banner.” It had been pleasant speaking with her, the terrible news aside. “Please, travel safely,” she’d said, dipping her head in the process. Thereafter, the dragoness would take her leave just as soon as her new acquaintance gave her own farewells and turned to head off. Her journey back home would not be an exceptionally long one, but still would she seek out a place to rest once the lair was to be reached. Asterr would look forward to meeting the woman again someday.