Silly Putty Gone Bad

Lydia could not explain why she didn't just run away. This was her chance! Her nostrils flared as she continued to track Pyralis. Ashiel was sick and Lydia felt strongly that his mother needed to be there with him, not wandering around like a startstruck harlot. If kids were going to be such a burden on her why did she have them in the first place? Lydia shook her head. She knew. It was some weird religious nonsense about growing their numbers for some such thing but the least Pyralis could do was to actually be around to raise the kids. She paused for a moment, taking in the fresh ocean air. Again, she wondered why she didn't just turn around and run. She left the kids with the other family members, she could just slip away… of course, she didn't know if Pyralis would hunt her down. That thought alone was enough to keep her on track.

As she turned into the bay she saw Pyralis talking with a strange male. She bounded up to them. "Pyralis! Pyralis you need to come back to the canyon. Ashiel is sick and he's asking for you."