count on me

She had seen her brother run out of the den. Excited to be out and exploring. Claire herself hadn't been out much, not since her father had passed away. She had become reclusive, but as the days passed, distancing the day that their father died...she was starting to grow less afraid of the world and what might be in it. She had observed her brother some mornings, noticing how he sometimes seemed to be talking to someone though she wasn't sure who. Each day that passed, however, and when she saw him go out, she eventually felt that pull. So this morning, she finally got the guts to follow him to see what he was up to. Reassured, of course, that their mothers companion would be there to keep an eye on her from the sky. If only to ease her fear. She cast a glance to the sky once or twice, but couldn't see Tanaraq. But the times she didn't see her, she was offered a reassuring chirrup that her mothers companion was among the trees. Sighing with relief, she approached her brother with a hesitant smile. "Hey Astor, whatre you up to?"