the search party

While Spirit wasn't quite flourishing, there was something to be said about being close to his siblings. Upon his return to Abaven he'd been worried his siblings might never truly open up to him, let alone forgive him for being away for so long, but it seemed as though those worries had been unfounded. It would no doubt take time to grow close to them again as he hoped to be, but already this trip was proving to be beneficial toward rebuilding their relationships, by necessity if for no other reason. Spirit wouldn't complain about that part at all. He recognized that in the company of just one another both of his siblings seemed more... themselves, in a way? Void had taken the reins as ringleader quickly and without opposition, and Gloom seemed much more free and less fearful.

Though the three of them were, of course, exhausted from their trek. They hadn't made it all that far from Abaven though, so he wouldn't yet worry that their efforts were futile. They had quite a bit of ground to cover yet. Void acknowledged that there were packs nearby they could question, and though he nodded in agreement he couldn't help but feel a bit uncertain too. Surely Void would do all the talking but approaching strangers was a concept still hard for him to deal with at times. So far only his interest in plants had really made such a feat any easier for him, his curiosity helping to chip aware as his nerves. "I... I was thinking she m-might head back the way w-we came?" Spirit suggested gently, trying to think of how she might think. Maybe she'd find a familiar trail... either to find her way back home again, or - though this thought was less pleasant - to try to run away from Abaven? He couldn't imagine fathom what could've happened to cause that, but the thought of her willingly abandoning her family made him feel faint. "M-maybe," he added uncertainly, worried about possible time wasted if they took his suggestion seriously and it ended up being a dead end.