My Sister, DaVinci

While she had never been to her eldest siblings' den, she was vaguely aware of where she could find it. Or at the very least, the general direction to travel in. It was located a fair distance away, from what she understood. Secluded in a part of the mountain where no one else seemed to be around. Worst case scenario, if she had difficulty, she was confident in her ability to retrace her steps home. Had she taken the time to ask for an escort, she was sure she could have found one. But that would also eliminate the sense of independence this small adventure was going to bring.

There were a couple of times the scarlet-shadowed girl debated turning around, and returning to more familiar territory. She felt that she had been wandering the mountainside for an unnecessary amount of time. But when the open mouth of a den finally came into sight, she was quite pleased- thrilled in her success. Mariah admired the solitude that was lended in its isolation. Perhaps she would have to make an effort to come to visit her siblings more frequently. In a quiet procession, Mariah found her way to the threshold, hesitating at its entrance before clearing her throat to speak. "Avacyn?" the girl asked lightly, hoping to hear an invitation from deeper inside.