Redhawk Caldera All of the people that I don't know

“You must go home, Frolic. Go home to your mother and give her a big hug,” @Eset’s voice whispered in her mind, “and tell her you love her.”

Frolic did go home, presumably with @Ceridwen, though she sulked in a far corner of the territory for a while. She had nothing against her sister or the rest of her family, of course, but she kept staring longingly toward the lowlands, daydreaming of her time there and pining to go back.

After a few days, Frolic did go looking for Maia. She wanted to speak to her mother and father about traveling again. They’d had this conversation before, but she was a bit older now. And truth be told, Frolic could only wait so long before she simply left.

She would strongly prefer to obtain their blessing, though. She wanted to say proper goodbyes to everybody in her family, especially @Glee and even the smelly @Callahan. Maybe they could even throw a going away party!

Instead of her mother, the youngster came across an unfamiliar woman by the riverbank. Frolic stopped and gawped at her for a moment before momentarily forgetting her agenda as she rushed over to the stranger. It was refreshing to see someone new against the same old backdrops of Brecheliant.

Hi! Who’re you? Frolic demanded, the inquiry driven by curiosity rather than any sort of suspicion.