Sleepy Fox Hollow Hang up my heart, let it air out

The General's scent hit her before she felt his presence at her side. Grief and anxiety had made her angry with him in his absence, but now that he had returned mostly unharmed, she found it difficult to hold on to her anger. She was just glad he hadn't become a other missing loved one. The most recent quake already had her feeling uneasy, and even though she still felt hurt by his rejection, she couldn't help but brush up against him in greeting, seeking comfort from the one she trusted more than anyone else. 

She nodded her agreement to his words. I've been thinking the same thing, she offered, her tone heavy with despair. She didn't want to leave Stigmata and her sister to the crumbling mountains. But how could she keep her children in such an unsafe place? She couldn't; they were the most important thing in her life, and she had to protect them. But where do we go? she asked, her voice quiet. And...what about Stigmata's dream? How could they work towards Diapora's future if they could no longer call the mountains home?