Northstar Vale That man is not your maker

The days in passing since finding the demise of her mother blurred together. Never once did she put 2 and 2 together to find that it had been one of their own that killed Reiko, more importantly by her father's fangs. All the girl knew was that it had been unnatural. The little explorer had stopped her trips since that day, favoring the dark enclosure of her sleeping area where she felt safe. Oh, how the world had become so scary and cold so fast.

It was so unfair, how could the world take away Reiko? What ever had she done? She was everything good in the world, or at least in the girl's opinion. There was so much she wanted to know still, but now the biggest question on her mind was why. Hotaru had spent her time isolated when possible, the gruesome image reappearing every time she closed her eyes. The first few nights had been the worst, awoken by sobbed screams much to her family's misfortune. Thankfully that bit of fits ended quickly.

It was when she had finally fallen into a peaceful slumber that she was nudged awake, unknowingly taken away from one nightmare just to be inserted into another. Bleary eyes blinked up to find her father telling her to follow. A tired glance was cast back at her sleeping siblings before she slowly rose to her legs to follow. It wasn't until they were out of the den that she would question his motives, Where are we going?

In all honesty, she'd much rather stay behind, but she had no reason to deny her father. The creeping air of outside wrapped around her, but she bid away the fears of her mother thanks to the company of her family.