Like we never left

"My journey was nothing to complain about." Indeed it had been standard travel. There was no one with her to slow her down and nothing to distract her from learning what she could as she moved. That was the good part about being as independent as she was. No baggage.

As Enyo spoke, one dark brow lifted. The larger woman's wording was unsatisfactory. A pawn? Star? No. Whatever non-blooded underlings the Dunamis might acquire... those would be pawns. Star would never be anyone's pawn. She contributed because family was important and because, in the end, it would all benefit her. Star didn't speak out against this slight, however. She simply watched the other woman and listened.

Enyo offered information and it was something that Star would gladly listen to. However, the striped woman would make her own observations. Not being a member of brute force, she saw the world differently. That was why she was unique and why she had been sent for ahead of the next wave of Dunamis.

As she listened to Enyo speak, Star began to notice other things. Other sounds. The steady dripping of water from the ceiling of the cavern seemed to sing as the droplets reverberated and hummed against the stone. It was a comforting sound and it made the smaller fae want to stretch out on the cool stones and take a nap. Her nose twitched as smells from deep within the twisting, winding caves blew outwards. Musty, stagnant water, large predators, old bones. She couldn't wait to investigate more.
"Starchild Dunamis"