Wapun Meadow I'm young, scrappy and hungry

She couldn't read her brother well, she never had been able to. She didn't know what was going on behind those silver eyes, but if she did she would've longed to hold him and tell him she was sorry - on their behalf. She'd been his age when he disappeared, was home-bound until a moon or so ago, and yet she'd been able to find him. She'd wished to leave for so long, but she - like any other child - had been dependent on some kind of parent figure. Had Venamis found one? Gods, she hoped he did. Or maybe he was so fucked up now because he hadn't been loved since their separation.

Well, I wasted that time now, haven't I? She bit back. She held her head up high. She felt like a piece of prey being circled like this, but she was a cow with her horns attached and ready to use them. Look, I'm sorry we - I didn't find you earlier, but it's hard to find something that's gone missing. She didn't know about Midar or Aries or anyone of the Melonii bloodline he had encountered. All she knew was that she was here and had found him at last.