Lake Rodney We don't like when visitors come

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As the young Draconids grew physically, the distance between them emotionally did, too. There were very few moments that the girl could remember during which she and her elder sister operated as a single unit. The devotion felt towards her family, the way in which she cared for them, had rarely been reciprocated. Remembering this, the male’s answer made sense to her: Airi might not want to be taken back home. Whilst the thought weighed heavily on her heart, a part of her had believed that to be the case all along. Never had the eldest of the hatchlings been affectionate, nor had she showed any interest in her home or family. So often had she fought against them, ignoring them and acting out, that it wasn’t all too surprising to think that she might have left with the intention of never returning. With a deepening frown, she slowly nodded, convincing herself that, that was how it must be. “That makes sense,” noted the raven, casting her gaze downwards. Out of fear of turning it into a reality, she refused to speak of her suspicions; some part of her heart prevented her from claiming the belief that her sister cared so little that she’d simply vanished as being entirely her own.

To think that she might never find her sister felt weird, but she could not deny that there was some truth to his words. No matter if she was ever reunited with her lost sibling, her life would continue to move forward. She would age, she would learn, she would grow—these things would never cease to continue until the day she took her final breath, which, she hoped, would not happen for a great while yet. And though there was the possibility that her sister might not be able to live a life as full and eventful as the one Kaori hoped to lead, that was not something for her to worry about. “I do not think I will be continuing my search for her,” she declared, a trace of hesitance in her voice. Furrowing her brows, she stared long and hard at the ground, considering her next steps whilst forgetting that she was not alone.

The rustling of leaves, swept up by a passing breeze, brought her attention back into focus shortly after it had been lost. Looking back towards the male, the flame within her chest was brought back to life by a new set of questions. “Do you know anything about the tri—” she cut herself off, rethought her wording, and then started from the beginning. “Do you know anything about the packs in the area?” If she were to continue her journey without a quest to guide her, then she was sure to travel great distances. This, whilst appealing, opened her up to a whole new world of danger—danger that, if in the form of a tribe, she wished to avoid the claim of.

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