Lake Rodney We don't like when visitors come

Something was captivating about Kaori's shifting in tenses and Rannoch listened with even more care as she stumbled back on her words, correcting what had been said. He couldn't help but feel sympathetic to the words that had been spoken, even if he had never had a lost sibling. Rannoch was always the sibling that went missing, the one that caused the searches. Not only had he met not one, but two others who were looking for their wayward siblings, Rannoch felt a fresh layer of quilt apply to his psyche-- something that he'd come to repress later in life. As he was still newly back to the Teekons, he'd find it wearing on his inner-most thoughts in the coming months. 

Giving himself a stern shake, as if attempting to realign himself with the conversation, he spoke again, voicing his concerns at the lingering of her sentence. "Is everything okay?" He asked, his head tilting. He couldn;t even begin to comprehend what her hesitation entitled-- was she gone, gone? Did she run off to another pack? Could she simply not be found? The possibilities were endless, yet only the dark-wooled lamb before him held the truth that he