Well... Fuck...

It was rare - very rare - that Torin called for them lately, and thankfully Aryn had temporarily satiated her wanderlust enough that she was nearby when his howl rang out. Being taken by Fireside for those terrible few hours was just awful, it had spooked her from adventures for at least a little while. Shortly after she'd made a fool out of herself to half of Boreas at Jupiter's bachelor party and whatever part of her still wanted to rescue the sad baby goats was too embarassed to even leave the property lest she run into Eligos. She was in her den hiding her shame when her father called, considering hard about whether or not she should even answer his summons. In the end the daddy's girl in her won out, and she slunk slowly over to the border to meet him and the rest of her siblings. "What's going on?" His urgency was unmistakable and her eyes crinkled in concern, Eligos and Tyrian temporarily forgotten.