Sunbeam Lair ༺ No matter how hard the past, you can always begin again ༻

Jolon had departed several days earlier, and with his quest having begun there came feelings of peace and security. She felt more comfortable allowing her daughters to venture through the lair—still was she wary and watchful, however, for the waters were colder and the currents merciless. For as long as they kept away from the waterways, they were free to roam and learn, able to fill their lives with new experiences whenever it suited them. When she’d left them, though, each girl had been tucked snugly into the den, left to rest both their bodies and minds. And then once she’d left them, it was ensured that they’d not drift away from one another and freeze, and even so far had she gone as to position the broken branches of pine trees up against the entrance.

Leaving her girls behind for the moment, Asterr took to wandering through the lair, finding herself grow nearer and nearer to the entrance. The cavern itself served as a wonderful shield against the harsh winds, leaving them with little to worry about. It made her curious, however, as to how the world outside felt, and so she’d crossed the threshold into open lands. Though cold, she’d not regretted her decision to do so, and had proceeded forward until an unfamiliar wolf was spotted. With her motions limited and her eyes seemingly shut, she made for a curious sight through and through. Of course, the dragoness made her approach, slow and friendly, then stopped once near enough to speak. “Are you well?” was her first question, unable to determine for what reason an individual would be as still as she in opened lands. Surely she’d not fallen asleep whilst sitting upright?