I found it. It's mine (Claiming)

Gossamer was scouring the east for her missing healer's pack. She'd been partaking in the market, selling a few of her own extra gatherings of peppermint, when it had mysteriously gone missing. Ásta had spied a hawk and tracked its course eastward. In terms of quantifiable value the pack could afford to be missed. Everything she had had in there was surplus to trade but the fact that it had been given to her by her parents made it special and that anyone would steal it infuriated her.

After finding a replacement for her guard duties she struck out, following any signs that she could find, her companions at her heels. She stopped in her tracks when she heard her brother Kotori howl, staking a claim on nearby lands. Confusion contorted her face. When had he decided to leave the Armada and start his own pack? Gossamer hesitated for a moment then turned to find the source of the call. She could continue to hunt for her bag later.

She arrived to see an unfamiliar woman standing against her brother. She hadn't heard the words exchanged and simply called out to Kotori. "Kotori, what's going on? You mean to leave the Armada?" A myriad of emotions tumbled through her chest. Pride and awe at him striking out on his own like Briar had, but sorrow at another of her siblings leaving. Another gap she would have to contend with.