Kintla Flatlands a tender history in rust

Tytonidae furrowed her brow at Junior. Not in frustration or anger, but in confusion. She did not understand why her sister was leaving. Nor did she understand why her mother had left. None of it made any sense. A whine resonated in her chest as Saena turned back toward the plateau, and for a moment, Tytonidae hesitated. She wasn't sure which way she was supposed to be pulled. Decision making was not her strong suit, and a decision like this couldn't be made on a whim. Ty would need to talk to their father, to ask him what to do. But really, she didn't want to make a decision at all. And that meant staying at the plateau.

Flustered and disliking the entire situation, Tytonidae shook her head. “I can’t go, Osprey. I have to stay with Dad.” She still didn't understand why her sister wanted to leave them. The new puppies that their father had with Fox would be fun, if anything! They would have new brothers and sisters to play with, just as they had played with Saena and Pura. “Come back and visit, okay?” she requested, her nose touching her sister's shoulder lightly. Shaking her head, as if to rid it of the dust that gathered inside, Ty turned away and followed Saena back home.