Larksong Grotto monster

Hiram had been away looking for the last bits of what was necessary for his wife's cleansing ritual. Upon his return, he had yet to know the unspeakable details of Indra's attempt to poison his sons. Such a thing was unthinkable for his calm, sweet-spirited daughter. Yet, this was the Indra he knew before -- the one he viewed though thick rose tinted lenses. But in Hiram's mind, nothing had changed. The family was only going through a temporary rough patch. Today was just as any other.

When the snow began to fall over the taiga and a sharp, winter chill set into the air, Hiram sought his daughters with the intent of sharing the warmth of the family cave. He could smell Laurel nearby. Seeing as his daughters were typically a package deal, Hiram wrongly believed Indra was with her. He set out in her direction and soon found her walking his way.

"Laurel, it's cold out. You and your sister need to come inside," he said. After last time, Hiram worried about bringing Laurel around the boys. But now, it was necessary. After a brief moment, and after not seeing Indra bring up the rear, Hiram asked, "Where's Indy?"