Porcupine Ridge everything's a lie

Tag mostly for reference, but definitely welcome for Antigone! AW otherwise.

She quaked with a certain anger.

It felt as accepting to her as Arsenio and Tamar were—of how intricately they had made room for her in their family, they kept Reyson at arms length.

And with Antigone missing—having run off—her anger would drift to anxiety and worry. Had he even been outside of Epoch lands before? Where would he go?

The dusk settled over the lands—painting the snow in oranges and pinks—the promise of a beautiful day the next morning, and still, she felt the cold of the winter wind push at her from the ridge. Her side ached—she mended, but she would still need rest.

But rest be damned. Her muzzle titled up, she called for @Antigone—desperate for him to hear her—desperate for him to come home safe, where he belonged. If Arsenio found him—would he willingly follow the man home, if he was so angry?

She did not know—and as the pink of the sky melted to purple, she refused to move from her spot.