Sunbeam Lair Wondering What To Wonder About

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The days—weeks—that had passed since one child had gone missing and another out to find her were beginning to blur together, condensed by time itself. Both children, neither like the other, were missed terribly; her inability to leave the lair for an extended period of time often weighed on her mind in the worst kind of way, knowing that she could do nothing to fend it off. It bothered her immensely, knowing not where her girls were or even if they were okay, and so she threw herself into measly tasks and mundane activities with the hope that it all might distract her. The task to be tackled then was simple, however, and something that she had done countless times in the past: locate and make note of the various flora within the cavern. Often did she feel it crucial that every little nook and cranny of her home be known by her, disallowing surprise and all elements that were similar to it from creeping up and pouncing on her exposed flesh.

Trekking through the secluded forest, she found herself meandering along the bank of one of the many streams. However unusual it was, her mind appeared to be absent from her body, having flown miles upon miles away as she thought of her daughters. For, despite having told herself that she would not be dragged down by their journeys away, she couldn’t help but worry—and so worry she had, just as any mother might. Submerged within her own mind, Asterr nearly missed the lounging lupine, having slowed to a stop at the very last second to keep from stumbling right over him. This caused her to be silent for a long moment whilst she recollected herself, the quiet then eventually broken by a slow, “Hello.”

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