Feray did not hear her brother approach, the sands masking any sounds to be heard; not until he was right upon them did she take notice of his presence. Any shock she felt at seeing him here, of all places, was well hidden behind her cool and composed mask when her eyes turn to glance over his pale form, still the tall and brooding older brother she knew. Feray watches in silence as he moves to their mother's side, on his knees in the sand and for a moment her expression softens. He had come home to them, only to find them gone; she can't imagine how he felt.

The moment however, ceases when Koray growls at her, the anger evident in his tone. She fixes those brown and blue eyes on him, ears slanting backwards to show her displeasure.Despite that, Feray understands his pain, but he could have at least toned it down a notch or two. "Calm yourself brother," she soothingly speaks, stepping closer to his side and pressing her nose to his neck, offering him comfort before speaking, "she is overly exhausted. Getting back here was no easy thing." Pulling away she looks to Carisa, so peaceful looking in her slumber, but Feray knew they couldn't stay out here on the beach forever. Pushing that thought to the side for a minute she looks to Koray again, questions heavy on the mind.

"How long have you been home?," she whispers to him, her tone soft and broken sounding. How long had she and their mother pointlessly searched for him? How long had their mission been a waste of time?