Sindri was glad to tread familiar paths once more, though the pull to leave and continue the mission was strong. Still, she knew she had to linger a while, assuage the wrath of her father, apologize for worrying everyone.

The night was cool, and Sin wasn't the only one searching the stars for answers. As she wandered the peaks of home, her friend nestled calmly in her nape and alert as he inspected his new dwelling, a voice sounded. The words were lost in the chill, but the celestial child honed in on the voice of her sister.

'So you can take me back now. Ill be good, I promise.'

Didn't Bragi like them? Should she pretend she hadn't heard that? Didn't Bragi know she was good, and her family loved her? Maybe they ought to do something nice for her.

As she drew closer, another desperate wail: 'Answer me!'

There, her navy form. Sindris heart ached with sympathy. She padded forward on soft paws, but she made an effort to crunch the snow beneath her claws as she approached the flighty sibling.

The skies are silent for me, too, sister.

Would that help, or hurt? Was the silence because she was here, the stars left without their voice?