Noctisardor Bypass No Expectation. No Drama.

Goldfinch had been scarce in her search for her missing siblings; @Artio's return had renewed the grief she felt for @Averie and @Kikimora. Yet she had not found either of her sisters. The wilds felt empty.

She sought Rowyn glumly, carrying a thin weasel for the boy. They would winter alone, it seemed, the three of them. Goldfinch wasn't sure what they would do when the small game became less common. Starve, she thought, if they could not learn to hunt something larger.