Ankyra Sound crush the fears of yesterday

drawing her yellow eyes across treepie’s face, sobeille momentarily sensed an uncrossable distance. that gulf quickly dematerialized as treepie seemed to come back to the present. a quiet voice inquested in the back of her mind: where did you go?

yes, etienne. sobeille confirmed as a toddler brawl broke out between her two more hale cubs. sweeping her gaze over each of them and performing a mental checklist (all two eyes accounted for? check. all four limbs? check. no blood? check)

i don’t think it’s getting better. came the ankyran’s quiet report, wondering if treepie had ever seen something like this in her days back in the moontribes.