Ouroboros Spine drenched in vanilla twilight

Yuralria's confusion did wonders for Nantahala’s anxiety. Upon realizing that her sister wasn’t here to deliver bad news, she exhaled slowly and visibly relaxed.

It’s nothing—, she assured her sister, shrugging it off with a laugh. —I’m just not used to you being all the way out here. Which begged the question: What’re you doing out here? You usually don’t go this far. She looked her sibling up and down, seeing nothing wrong, and feeling her confusion grow. If nothing was wrong, what was she doing?