Sunbeam Lair a longer table, not a taller fence

Lost within these lands that she once traversed with ease, she felt as if all hope may be lost, too; every mountain looked the same as the next, the range stretching on for such great lengths that she wondered if an end even existed. There was a worry that lingered within her thoughts, telling her that she may never be able to locate her place of birth—but then the voice was silenced, an ascent up the mountain revealing to her a path, one that she could remember walking countless times before; she found herself drifting into an autopilot-like state, her legs moving whilst her mind drifted far ahead of her physical form—

Home, it reached for. Home.

Finding the entrance was easy for her, like second nature, and she slipped inside as if she never left. It was just as she remembered it to be, so vibrant and full of life—but there was a new emptiness to it, like something was missing.

Rather, like someone was missing.

Her mother was not there and with her, she kept Draco’s presence; this was how it would always be until a new vessel is born and the current abandoned. But she recalled there being another, once upon a time—Zennyo Ryūō, the former guardian of the lair, gone with her sister. There were no dragons left to guard her former home, leaving it to feel lonelier than ever before. And, for the first time since she left the Draconids, Kaori wondered if coming back was a mistake.