‘Cause there’s a shortcut down the beaten path

She was back home now, but things weren't any easier. Flurry had returned to a storm it seemed. Her mother was... Well she wasn't exactly acting in ways that implied she was thinking straight. Maybe that was too soft. Modesty was downright scary right now. In a way that made Flurry uncomfortable. Because it reminded her a bit of Ignis, who she expected not to bother controlling himself. Was being an adult just learning that every other adult was still behaving like toddlers? Was she? Probably. Regardless she didn't know how to handle the strife between her parents right now, or the aggression her mother was showing that poor wolf-dog.

Mutinous thoughts really. The woman wasn't innocent really, but she wasn't any more innocent than her father who was the one not drawing a hard line, so she wasn't really sure why her mother had decided to redirect all her aggression towards the other woman. Flurry sighed. She had enough on her mind as it was and getting herself mired down in her parents dramatic marital problems was not helpful really. What she needed was to relax. Luckily the hot springs were just a hop skip and jump away from the island her father had claimed. Time for some R&R.

She wasn't alone, but unlike Meadowlark Flurry wasn't the cautious sort. The scent of another woman under the tang of sulfur didn't dissuade her in the slightest. As she pushed her way through the trees she could see the stranger now, seeming to hesitate. "They don't bite." She said as she approached, slipping up the slope to a higher pool and sliding into the warm waters as if to prove her point, watching the stranger with an amused smile. Sometimes she thought he was funny. Rarely, she was right.