Whitebark Stream Two Face's Faces Switching Places

She embraced Xahi, letting the girl compose herself for a minute before she finally drew back, breathing a little steadier. Lily blinked calmly as she spilled her story, mentioning her brother--with whom Lily was not yet familiar--and the incident with Alarian, which was so obviously an accident that Xahi shouldn't be fretting much at all.

"It's all right, darling," Lily murmured, a small kind smile playing across her muzzle. "Alarian almost certainly knows it was an accident. You don't need to worry one bit."

Her mind then went to the story Xahi had told about her brother, and the smile faded into a concerned frown, her eyes flashing with sudden heat. Lily and her siblings had been close; there was no way in the world any of them would have done something like what Xahi described. Pure madness, that.

"That's terrible about your brother," she said firmly. A thought struck her, and she flicked one ear backwards in worry. "Was he looking for you? You don't think-- Was he trying to join our group?" That was much displeasing to her; she hadn't even met this Aarnvarr fellow yet, but she already distrusted him.