The Sentinels The Seventh Hero Beyond the Engine

taking a holiday, wraen put it. indra observed to herself this seemed a strange destination -- perhaps indra would have been happier if she too, put a foot outside of her home more often.. but indra was a homebody, through and through. the cloth she had been cut from had been damaged too often by those with irreconcilable urges to wander.. and never, in indra's heart, would she willingly take time from what remained of her family.

she winced now to realize, she was away right now.. but she was searching for merrick, and had a reason, right? jolted from her thoughts by wraen's inquiry, indra set her somber gaze upon the female and offered a passive smile: "yes, i am awfully far. i am looking for my son, merrick. he is about my height, darkish black, with a stripe of auburn (my color) along his back. you have not seen him in your travels, have you? i just wished to see he was well.." indra missed merrick terribly, and a sense of guilt stung her heart as she thought of both merrick and nunataq, now gone from her life of their own choosing (she was not too proud to observe the hand she had played in their departures, what with going off and leaving them just as her mother had done..).

the hole they left hounded her terribly.