A call from one of the main pillars would not go unheeded, even if they didn't consist of two of her sisters and her soon-to-be husband. But because they did, worry struck through her. There had been an uneven air that crept through the outskirts of the Vale. Of course, Dal never went far beyond the borders, very rarely even gracing the outside of them. The summer months were really the only time she did step outside, to see the different colored flowers in the Blushed Meadows and collect herbs that didn't grow in the harsh cold the Vale fostered.
After winding the trail to the gathering place, she could see Tiberii's imposing figure — one that could have easily been mistaken for her father if she were more stocky. Though she is an echo of him, the muscle that ripples underneath her fur and barreling height. She graced her sister with a smooth slip across her side before finding a seat in front of her, worried eyes set upon her sister's hardened face.
It'll be okay, Tibbi.Her voice among the quiet quells of the beginning of paws joining them.
Silence overtook Dal once Tiberii started reporting on the outside state of Mythris. Dal, thanks to her beloved, had heard rumblings of what was happening among the borders, but not in full detail, just that they were safe here, which was all she needed to know for the time being. Thankfully, there was confirmation that the Vale was still safeguarded from the oncoming curse. But the words, toxic air and purple smoke made Dal's fur prickle with fear, tugging the elk pelt she wore so frequently tighter over her shoulders, searching for comfort as anxiety crept in.
Runes? Tiberii went on to mention it sounded crazy, but not to Dal. She didn't know why, but a feeling of relief washed through her for a few moments before the imposing thoughts returned. Nonetheless, hope sparkled within her periwinkle eyes.
Dal nodded along til the end, where the mention of their allies, maybe knowing something scratched at the wound she was so worried would reopen — the knowing that they would have to leave to help fix this. Knowing that Nóttin would have to go farther than she'd like as well. They all would.
