Wishing on the Noonday Sun

It was about time that Bass stopped hiding away from everything and everyone. He needed his family now more than ever, and he wanted to have a little family meeting. He needed to have a pep talk of sorts, and he knew that his sisters had been pushed aside while he dealt with everything. Abaven had been tosses through a hard few seasons, and instead of running to his family like he should have, he pushed them aside. He felt ashamed for it, and knew that his sisters had probably been worried about him. So the boy sat on top of his stone den, the chilly Autumn breeze biting through his growing coat. He hoped that the upcoming winter would not be harsh, food was hard enough as it was to come by since the storm. Letting out a sigh he lifted up his maw, calling out for Motif and Rhythm. His two chocolate sisters were all he had left, after both Harmony and Wren had vanished. He was worried about them both, and no matter how often he went out and looked for them he was not able to find them. Puffing out a breath of air he watched as it fogged out before him, hoping that a talk with his dearest sisters would be just what the doctor ordered. Plus he has been wanting to talk to the both of them for awhile, with Harmony gone and Xae being rather spacy, Abaven didn't have the healers that they needed. Perhaps Rhythm knew something about herbs, she had traveled the most out of them.