If You Can't See The Sky There's To Much Artificial Light [Xanilov Kids + Diarmuid]

For awhile Dómari couldn't speak. He was to caught up in the moment and the rushing relief that crashed over him like a wave at suddenly finding himself back with his family. Well, at least a fair chunk of it. He still ached for his missing sisters and brothers but he would take what he could get. He pulled away from Siglief steadying his breath as he realized he was embarassed about his little outburst but it had been building for so long that he just couldn't stop the tears when they came. He turned to Alarik and reached over to bury his face in his brother's ruff and bask in the others scent before pulling back to explain. "I-I was just exploring and a storm came up and I looked everywhere but I couldn't find you guys! Where… where are the others? Are they with you?"