Phoenix Maplewood I don't mean to be rude

Although he hadn't strayed far from @Ava Amara and @Anathema since they had been reunited, he found himself wandering alone one mournful afternoon. He felt the urge to run; the forest was claustrophobic compared to the wide expanse of the seaside.

The seaside.

That's where they were headed. He resented the islands and the memories he had there and did not wish to return, but he also did not wish to be separated from his siblings again. Blood was the only tie he felt beholden to.

After all, he had nothing else.

Rustling leaves drew his attention back to earth. Someone was resting, though this seemed to be no weary traveler. Unsure how to act around real, civilized beings, Hierophant waved his tail slow and called simply: Good day.