Redhawk Caldera strangers get born, strangers get buried

Sylvie smiled, knowing what Ceridwen said was true. She and Eljay were the ones who kept the family grounded. I guess you're right, she acknowledged. We're probably why there are still so many of us—we've got to keep the family from doing crazy things! She felt a responsibility to admit this; newfound purpose found her, spreading through her like wildfire. You all would probably be doing crazy things like jumping from the caldera and poking bears if it weren't for us!

She nodded in silent promise, taking all of her sister's words at face value and not considering that some may have been in jest; Sylvie notoriously took things too seriously. I won't! she didn't want to become a chew toy!

Ceridwen had gotten Sylvie riled up—in the best way possible—and she felt no anxiety. Lets go to each one! she decided excitedly.