Ankyra Sound they're lining up the prisoners and the guards are taking aim

Struggling to find routine, Helix does what she does best: walk the borders. It gives her time alone, now that Lava is gone, and she can clear her head. Drageda has been quiet, lately, except for yet another missing child. This time, she doesn’t bother looking for them. If they can’t control their children, then it is for the better. The weak do not need to remain and it is how their core remains strong. She knows little of the litter between Heda and her mate, but given their leader shouldn’t have a family at all, she finds this easier in the long run.
 
She ventures out when she reaches the southern border, though, finding a fondness in the sound. It reminds her more of Seageda than the cliffs, as they border the northern edges and she finds comfort in the great wall backing the beach. Briefly, she wonders if the kid she ran into is doing okay or if he’s found his brother or maybe had any revelation in what he’s doing, but it’s short lived as a dark figure stands in the distance. Helix does not move forward, watching the aimless trot of the stranger as he continues to make a haphazard path of her general direction.