Ankyra Sound Won't you look at your wings

She shuddered and whale-eyed, she looked around to see if there was any sign the bear might have heard them. She'd been wailing for what had seemed like ages now, and Lilitu was right- if the bear had been chased off by her family, it might come following the sound of her cries. She almost hoped it might- if that meant that her family had been successful in chasing it off. 

She was reassured, and hopeful, to hear that all the injured and sick had been shepherded by Mireille somewhere safe. She nodded, but she stopped when she felt her brother start pushing her gently back toward the silver woman. She was puzzled, and looked at him incredulously. Horror narrowed her pupils to pinpricks. 

"No!! Eti, NO!" She said, leaping at him. She grab him, push him to the ground, flatten him if she had to- anything to keep him from leaving. She grappled for a hold on him, wrapping her thick limbs around him, wishing that her legs were longer so she could hold him in such a way he would never get away from her. "No, nonononono!" She caterwauled. "Don't go back, Eti, please!" She begged. Her mother, grandmothers, uncles and brother were already there- she did not want to pick one brother over the other, but she could not bear the thought of losing both of them. The only way she could know that at least one of them would be safe was if she kept them with her.