Katyana Falconne believed in keeping promises, which was a rare thing for a seven year old child. But she had promised Chryrie that she would visit Kitty, so there she was knocking on the gates. She hadn't told her mother precisely where she was going because she felt as though this was something she should be doing on her own. If Aysel was old enough to go off and become a warrior, then Katy would just go her own way and become a healer.

The trueblood guard was a bit of a shock to the little catling, but she followed him silently to the room where Kitty was sleeping. She didn't really pay any attention to anyone else who might be in the room once she arrived moving right to the chair beside the bed, where she had to kneel to get a proper look at Kitty.

Not a word was spoken but a gentle touch of thought was extended to the sleeping woman, a child's rhyme and a dangling invitation

" One, two, three, What did I see" A pretty bird up in a tree. One, two, three, Will you come and play with me?"

After Ewan had told her of his visit to Kitty, she kept her word and went for the Manor. With the weather warming still, she came without her cloak, accepting the silence from those inside as she was led to Kitty's room.

It took Storm a good five minutes before she decided to sit the stool by the bedside. At first she nodded to the healer inside of the room, but then she just looked. The differences in the Kitty she had seen months ago were not good. With a sigh, she sat in the chair, resting her elbows on her knees and leaning forward slightly.

Words did not come to her, and so the silence from moredhel added to her own. She was thinking of the memories; the afternoons of playful and harmless bantering.

"You know Kitty," she started softly, leaning back into her chair to end her lean. "when you would go into your state of woolgathering, Ewan would almost always turn to me, and suggest that we do something inappropriate to surprise you." A half smile "Of course you know that it never happened. But....what have you missed, hm' You might fall back into a coma if only you knew." She chuckled softly, studying the still features.

She became quiet again, the small smile fading along with her cheerful mood. In the stillness and silence, she thought of how the situation came to be. There was no reason for her to have to sit here. Kitty should be up and about, causing mischief and calming it all the while.

"I know that when I was gone, you and your sister looked something fierce for me." Her voice was quiet, even though it was just the pair of them really, as if it was a type of secret. "I remember when you saw me the first time I came back, you nearly squished me to pieces if Ewan had not warned you first." And that was the last memory she had. With a small scowl, she rose, a hand reaching to rest on her arm. "I will search for you, the way you did for me." A lingering pause, before she took deliberate steps out of the room, before either rage or grief got hold of her.

Though she could really not afford to add this to her agenda, she was already rearranging, organizing for something more.