Frowning into the trees, Noel silently counts, peering through the brush and around trunks. Four. She’s quite certain there’s only four. With a soft sigh, Noel undertakes the task of tracking down her missing son, far more exasperated than worried. They do have a penchant for slipping away though, and with Nash away, it has become infinitely more difficult to keep track of them all at once.
He couldn’t have gone far though.
Drifting quietly through the trees, footsteps fading slowly behind, it doesn’t take her long to hear the sound of voices. Turning towards them, she approaches cautiously, not wishing to interrupt if it were something important. When she catches sight of Bolder however, she abandons caution in favor of collecting her son. She’s not certain why he had decided to insert himself in such a meeting, but she is quite certain he shouldn’t be there.
It doesn’t take her long to realize something is not quite right nowever. White feathers ruffling as she lifts her wings, she glances between the two strangers, a frown pulling at her lips. After a moment, her gaze falls to her son. “Come here Bolder,” she says softly, unable to keep the thread of urgency from her voice. “Let’s leave them to their discussion, we shouldn’t be interrupting.”
- noel
Noel is also here to block