Snippet nuzzles Scorpio comfortingly. I trust you, and you trust your dad so I trust him too, she thinks to herself. But I wanna meet the other dragons too! When are they gonna be back?

scorpio thought carefully. so much to say, but no words to use... i hope snippet is good at charades... oh, the irony; resorting to having to do the one thing i hate she sighed, then started to try and act out what she wanted to say. she tried to act out: i want to help, but i cant. father is off hunting, and we will be okay but it looked more like: i, no, cry, ok, food, sad, which she didnt want. her pen had fallen out of the tree so she couldnt write. Bravewing was not only hunting, but looking for a cave to hide in. scorpio looked over at her large bag, still round. it had bumps all over it where items where sitting, but in the areas there were no items it was smooth and round. she carefully wrapped herself around the bag, then she pulled snippet into her embrace. this was going to be a loooooooooooooooooooong night

"It's okay" Snippet risks a whisper to Scorpio. We can wait for them as long as we need
The wind plays with the tree leaves gentle and the soft rustling of the branches can be heard. The golden light of the sun shown just barley, night was falling.