Honeyed Pasture loser

Sorry... but I'mma barging in?

@Trench had bid his goodbyes, and Argent was on his way to the mountains. The mother bear refrained from following after her children or checking on them, but it did not stop the even more weary flicker of worry that bore in her heart with @River’s lengthy absence as well.

And so she drifted from the isle she sought to claim, telling herself that it would not be overbearing should she happen upon one of her brood by chance. Of course, such was not what would happen this day, and her sharp gaze fell upon two individuals—one the pale of snow, the other, the warmth of the sun.

Coiling forward with confident grace, the sylph looked between the two, halting a respectful distance, and yet openly not hiding her presence from either of them.