Days had turned to weeks, and still there was no sign of her sister. The black paced the tunnels and caverns by night. Making sure that the young ones did not see her worrying.

They did not need anything else to worry about. Another day dawning sent her making her rounds, checking upon the young ones. Making sure that everyone had eaten, and that the gardens were tended.

After her own breakfast, she would slip out into the forest to feed the wyvern herd.

A trip to the ranch to check up on the livestock would eat up part of her day.

Upon her returning, she would take up her place near Tiamatus and Damien for guard duty.