No more leaving without saying goodbye

Word travelled fast in the Armada, especially when there was more than one of you to pick up the rumours. It had been Riya who'd first heard murmurings that his sister had returned. At first Crux had been confused. Many of his sisters were prone to wandering or even lived outside the pack but few of them had ever... And it clicked. One of his missing sisters. Based on Riya's clear excitement he assumed it wasn't Ophie. While he had no strong dislike for his wayward older sister he also couldn't say he was all that close with her, like many of his older siblings she'd never seemed all the interested in them. And if it wasn't Ophie that could only mean one person.

Crux had been about to go check on Stratum's leg but his grumpy brother would just have to deal with Riya. It really was Riya he felt bad for, she certainly didn't deserve whatever foul language would undoubtedly be hurled her way. Maybe telling him their sister had returned would finally push him to actually rest though. He certainly wasn't up for visits in his current state. For his part Crux was moving quicker than he usually did, navigating his way to the Mile-High Woods. He slowed as he started to wind among the trees, searching for any sign at all that his companion had heard right... "Vanta?" He called out softly, not wanting to spook her and suddenly very worried she hadn't wanted anyone to know she was back yet...

"Speech"