And So My Wings Were Clipped

Though it was a journey wrought with danger Pyrrhic had ventured back to Risen's lands one last time. Though he'd been quite firm in the meeting time had softened his wounded heart some. He'd felt a twinge of guilt for those left behind. Sure, their abandonment had been their own doing; simply showing up at the meeting would have ensured their safety; and yet here he was pitying those who had chosen to ignore him.

A familiar scent caught his attention and pulled Pyrrhic off the path he was on. Up ahead a familiar form took shape and he quickly padded over to her. "Kasdeya? Are you alright? What are you still doing here?"