Blacktail Deer Plateau If you want to change the world, go home and love your family

This feeling, it was foreign, but Sorrel liked it. Her body was initially tense with the entrance of her brother and aunt (as Sybella called herself; that was something that would need to be adjusted to), though she was eventually able to relax beneath the weight of the love and need between them. She sighed and pushed her nose further into her father's pelt, a soft whine escaping as she did. I missed you, she whispered, half whining the plea for his continued presence.

Sorrel turned to her brother and gave him the same greeting, then attempted a half-hearted version with Sybella. I missed you, she whispered again, this time with a more palpable weight to her words. She didn't want them to be separated again, not when they'd only come together so recently.