That deafen us like hurricanes

Gossamer kept mostly to herself, unsure how much she should integrate into the Armada since her ultimate intention was to leave. So far there'd been no sign of Vanta and Gossamer was starting to get worried. She knew her sister had a strong urge to wander but she'd thought the younger girl would be back by now. Now the question was should she continue to wait or go out in search of her sister?

Basilisk's call rang out, calling the Armada together for a meeting. She figured the call would come eventually now that the young man was the new leader. She really didn't know what to expect from his rule, but trusted her father's judgement. Gossamer arrived and dipped her head in greeting. So far it was mostly her young family members that had arrived as well as a curious little femme with flame like markings. She approached Basilisk. "I assume father spoke with you, but in case not, I wanted to let you know I plan to be leaving with Vanta to assist her with her Band when the time comes."