The Sentinels recurve

Sif's eyes narrowed at her brother - only just reunited and he was already getting on her nerves. Well, what do you expect? she wanted to ask, but sadly, could not. As much as she'd wished for a family, hers had left her behind. That was hardly her fault, was it? And at least she was here, unlike Julep. At least she had found him, and was standing here ready to learn. Certainly not a child - that much seemed clear to her.

But she did not have words to express this - at least not in his tongue. So she remained silent, eyes glinting in a way that would one day be dangerous with enough practice. It was only the mention of Doe and Szymon that drew her out of her mood. "Gone," she said stiffly, wishing the mention of Doe did not still stiffen her spine. "Long gone."

What did Kingfisher not understand about alone? She had been abandoned, and while she didn't necessarily blame anyone for that, or even resent it overmuch, she did think it was silly of her brother to expect any more than what he got with her. But that didn't matter - she was interested in the bay, and interested in her brothers, of course. But it wasn't as though she had no recourse here, either.

"Teach me," said Sif, drawing herself up. "Hep taake home. Be Caairn."