Sila

i can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

Since Daenerys' return, she had been blessed with more time between herself and her parents and yet, she had felt...something missing. Of course, she had been able to spend more time with her older sister Pandora and yet, it had hardly been beneath the best circumstances. There is an inkling for something more than just those moments, a yearning for her siblings in other places. Aviaq is an oddity, this she knows, a wolf destined to be apart from their family's interest in herbs and thus, her own and her brothers? Rhett and Galileo had been quick to flee to Asteraia, though she cannot blame their desires to explore - but what of Baird? Ah, he is the one she thinks of this day. It is, after all, perhaps her very own fault that she has not been able to spend more time with him. He has his own life and she her own and yet, she has been...lacking in her efforts to ensure those lives to not diverge too greatly.

She knows he has taken an interest in the more physical arts, a shining taken to Sleekwing and so, she disregards the plains and lower regions of the mountains when it comes to finding him. Warriors and adventurers, she knows, do not restrict themselves to the easiest of paths or the drabbest of settings. No, she supposed he would be above them all in the mountains, a place of twisting paths and challenging climbs. He is the adventurer of the family, after all, even if he has stayed within Spirane. Besides, she has a fondness for the mountainous paths herself and so, she has no quarrels with loping up the worn stone and weaving between the cool boulders that lead her towards the sky.

It takes her some time before she is able to find him, lost among the rocks and away from the beaten paths and yet, she does eventually find him. She pants slightly as she scrambles up the rocky slopes, finally able to peer over and down at him as he stands proudly below her. She huffs loudly, flopping onto her belly and allowing her legs to dangle freely above him before she issues a short bark of greeting - a surprise, too, if she had been better at concealing herself perhaps. Yet, she isn't here to pester him with serious talks and debates. Instead, she stretches out and rests her head atop her paws, tilted slightly as she considers him. "You seem like you're up to something," she finally notes with a mischevious grin of her own, a brow raising up in jest and query, "would you give me the honor of getting up to no good with you, brother? It's been most boring digging up roots all day, you know." It has been a long time coming and yet, she already feels better simply basking in the company of her own family.