Now? They were adults in their own right, and though she had the scars to prove it, her shifting about was alike to a hatchling’s own excitement.
The briefest touch of one, dearest brother Karhath, had her up on her paws and into the air in but a few beats. Karhath? She hovers close to the ledge, landing with the delicate touch. I know it has been some time, but would you like to catch up?
Kitsune Mistress Nyoko