Lost Creek Hollow the love of your life lives

Her father stood there for only a moment, speaking, drifting closer - and she let him close the distance, standing as still as she could manage. Her tail-tip flicked idly, filled to the brim with uncertainty.

Hi, dad. She murmured — and went silent again, watching him and wondering what he would say, and what she could say. All she wanted to do now was apologize but there was tension between them that hadn't ever existed before, and Ibis was at a loss.