Lost Creek Hollow every time we have no control

Journey had done Sarah good and she returned to Lost Creek Hollow a bit more whole and healthy than she had left it. Nothing much had changed here during her absence - same people, same noisy children and the same bleak corner she called her den. She did a perfunctory check of the messages along the borders, raided a cache and with belly full and her mind tired she delved back in the depths of the forest, in order to find a solitary place to have a nap.

However, on her way there she stumbled upon Terance babysitting his little children. She was hidden by the undergrowth and had a good view of her brother. It had been months now, since she had spoken to him, busy dealing her own problems and having no wish for him to witness her struggles and weakness. For a long time she had felt ashamed and feared that her once confidant and best friend judged her for her failures. Even now there was a part of her that did not want to stop by and talk, but she reasoned that it had been too long since she had tended their friendship properly. 

Come, what may be, it could not be any worse than she had gone through. With this resolution in mind, she stepped out of her hiding place and approached Terance. She gave him a quick look, but avoided looking him in the eyes, instead she focused on the harmless targets that were playing around him. "They do grow up quickly," she noted with a small smile and shy wag of her tail.