Wheeling Gull Isle wanna talk about it?

Ying snapped at her, unexpectedly, causing Huā to stumble backward awkwardly, suddenly feeling like strangers again. 

Her sister nudged her upward, and Huā stood again, finding the submission of her sister... sad. She deserved to be a general here, a leader alongside her. But perhaps those days were gone as quickly as they came; perhaps they would never rule together again. 

From her first words, it was clear her memory was as gone as it had been before. Huā's ears flattened, and she nudged her sister's cheek more gently, careful of the boundaries now. 没关系，没关系。对不起- 我。。。我反应太四块。 She returned, cracking an awkward smile too. 应为你在这里，我狠狠恨高兴。。。我会告诉你想知道的关于你自己的任何事情，和你将永远在这里有个家。 She breathed out gently. The soft falling of feet caused an ear to tilt, and Huā's head turned to spy the gently smiling Astaroth, seemingly stunned by awe. Astaroth, come here, Huā called, grin growing, tail wagging. 

Ying is home.