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even in sleep, she remained hunched over with her softened features angled towards the cave entrance, liable to be woken by any comings and goings. the last few days had seemed detached from reality, and time seemed loose and able to drag on or slip by in short bursts. she spent all the time she physically could by her brother's side, unable and unwilling to leave him again. 

his scream wakes her violently, and she jolts to her feet, features already set into something between and grimace and a snarl. alarm washes over her in waves and she blinks, recognizing Aure immediately before moving closer to Drago, peering at him as her hackles flare. she blinks up at her mother when she speaks. "together." she suggests, though waits for her mother to take the lead - he seems so fragile, still, she is wary even to touch him. "Drago - it's me, Isi." she whispers to him, heart pounding in her chest still. she doesn't know what else to say, or do, only that she will not leave.