Sun Mote Copse And the sky is clear and bright

Call it what you want, but Wraen had developed a sixth sense, when it came to Maia returning home. She just knew and, when that alarm clock inside her went off, she left, whatever she had been doing, and ran quickly to the comfy home they both shared. The instinct had not been wrong this time either - she had just finished with the courtesy visits to the both resident famlies and with heart pounding in excitement, she arrived to their quarters.

Before smothering her sister with 100% concentrate affection and love, she stopped to have a brief look at her. Wraen had never told this to Maia, but every time her sister left for an adventure outside, it felt as if piece of her heart had gone with her. Travelling was something her younger sibling needed, yet Wraen always feared that one day Maia would find a better and greater home elsewhere and that she would not return. Therefore she cherished every single reunion, no matter, how long her sister had been away. 

"Hello to the brave dragonhunter," she greeted her from afar. "How has the fate treated you this time?" she asked innocently, without realizing that this was not exactly the best question to ask.