It was nice to get out of the cottage for a while. It felt as though she'd been doing nothing but drifting along for months. The tinctures, drinks and salves didn't work. Iolaire was still barren. So she'd stopped taking the various medications. No use in killing herself slowly if they weren't working, right? That had been a short while ago and already her strength was returning. She felt well enough to trek all the way to the the sandy land near the barracks. Io sprawled in the sand on her stomach, enjoying the warmth of the sun above and the cool, damp sand beneath. There were no other plans for today. Just recuperate and relax. "Speech"

Sirius grabbed a break from the little ones, they were snoozing after a vigorous round of play. Zee and the watchful companions weren’t far away, and he knew Hana and Mags were on call if they were needed. The Warlord wasn’t taking any chances with his little ones. He stretched, and jogged lightly down to the ocean. Perhaps he could stretch his legs, and beat up one of the scarecrows Io and Asla had made some time ago.

Speaking of his sister, he caught a fresh scent of her as he walked across the soft sand. He changed direction, and brought himself closer to where she lay. Sprawled comfortably on the sand. He missed his sister, who had been off on her hunt for some time. Then his pups had occupied him… he felt he hadn’t seen nearly enough of her lately. Of course, to Sirius ‘enough’ meant seeing her 24 hours a day. He grinned at the thought, and plonked himself down beside her. Hey little sister, how are you feeling?”

Ears perked as large paws squished through the damp sand. Io canted her head slightly, catching sight of Sirius. As her giant brother splatted down beside her, Io adjusted her position to lean against his big frame. They'd always been like this. Touch was comforting for both of them. He inquired about her well being and Io gave a little shrug. "I've been better, but I don't feel as bad as I did a week ago. My strength is returning." She wouldn't tell him about the poisons that she'd been ingesting for the sake of having children. She had essentially been killing herself a little bit at a time. Well, no longer. She was resigned to the fact that she'd never have children. She'd tried everything that she could. "How are the pups?" She hadn't been as hands on so far with this lot as she had with the last. It was simply due to her health. She'd given them a lesson in plants so far. They seemed like a bright bunch and she had high hopes for them. "Speech"