Sunspire Mountains i hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun

the woman was not by any means alone. behind her, exercising all her stalking skill, came Isi. the girl was growing in fits and spurts, now, and currently, her limbs seemed far too long for her body. the latter would catch up eventually, but she was pleased with the sudden increase in height that accompanied the disproportion. more upsetting was the fact that no matter how fast she grew, she was never able to outpace Drago, or in the least, not for long. 

there ahead was a flash of inky black - and her mother, right beside him. her heart skipped a beat, and she launched herself out of her hiding place, a "hey!" tearing from her lips. but that wasn't dad, and Aure was already moving on, and she was frozen and staring at the both of them.