It had taken little to no effort to coax the young girl to her side, Freya smiled softly as contact was made. While Cata hadn’t said anything, her actions alone were enough to communicate the subtle forming of a bond between them. Green eyes grew heavily lidded, examining the silver glow that shone on the girl’s russet fur. It was lovely and faintly reminded her of Tulio. While her brother wasn’t as vibrant, he still stood out among the litter of blues and grays. She couldn’t help but wonder how her family was.

While spring sun warms our days, there is still a noticeable chill at night, a quietly voiced observation as she lowered her head to hover beside Cataleya’s. She really was a darling little thing, wasn’t she? And what adventures have brought you out beneath the moon? was she searching for something? A distant, faint pang echoed in her belly— what if she had been searching for her estranged family? Freya couldn’t help but wonder what happened to them.