Heron Lake Plateau they escaped the weight of the darkness

She had already been emotionally torn between anger at her parents for uprooting their lives and the guilt for feeling that way, that when the wrench that was her missing sister showed up, Deshyr shut down completely. The where, why, and hows were kept at bay in favour of simple pure shock of seeing her sister here and alive. She was skinny — scarily so — with an unkempt feral aspect about her that kept her littermate at arms length, opting instead to inspect her from a distance, all at once entranced and horrified by this creature who had remerged claiming to be Wisp. She remembered Wisp, and this stranger wasn't her.

Deshyr watched as Sionnach, who had previously avoided the newcomer, now marched towards her after being set down by Liffey. Her ears fell back at the girl's shouting demand. Where normally she would have reprimanded her sister, DJ only watched passively, a flicker of mirth racing across her features for a split second. Go on, Sin, be as much of a nuisance as you want, serves mum and dad right. Her eyes then trailed lazily up to their greeting party as they arrived.

She had been told of Raven by both her mother and father, their reviews of the Redhawk medic both glowing and plentiful. Despite this and their cheerful demeanour, she eyed both her and her similarly dark mate warily. Welcome home! It certainly didn't feel like it. Deshyr remained silent and stoic at her post beside her brother, the only one she had any faith in at the moment.