_Lyn _

After Lyn had dropped the toy outside and made sure it would stay, she had pulled her upper half back inside rather quickly. She had barely concealed herself  again when she spotting Mei appear nearby, as if out of nowhere, and made her heart rattle the small ribs. A slight guilty sensation swelled within her chest at realizing what she had done. She bit her lip, but the young girl shook her head and tried to ignore it. Most using excuses that her Aunt wouldn’t have regretted it, making her feel only a margin better. 

Her relief was short lived when several things happen at once. Lyn had felt Satori brush her mind many times, but nothing like this as something barely touched her awareness and made her small body pause. She wasn’t sure what it was for sure. Merely a feeling or something icky had grazed her mind, easily pushing through her newly made wards without any trouble at all. She didn’t like that and her arms wrapped around her shoulders, trying to rub off the feeling like she did the cold. A fruitless effort though as it didn’t change what she felt. Her thoughts were pushed aside when Alaira started to slam her head against the wagon, the cart jerked and creaked anew with the reaction, causing the little girl to reaction impulsively. 

She had to get out. 

Lyn let the need to do something stir her to react and her arms reached for the wagon’s edge, her fingers started to pull her body from her hiding spot. Her head lifted upright to spot the two figures on the opposite side of bridge but paid them little mind. All that mattered was her loved ones. Ignoring any words or mental demands, Lyn’s feet slapped the bridge’s solid road then turned to spot Alaira’s huddled figure pressed against the wagon’s rear wheel. Her voice soft and unlike anything the child had ever heard before. It made Lyn's stomach twist into knots as she immediately drew closer, her eyes building tears and panic piling in her core at the sight. She had only managed to get to her Aunt’s side when she was stopped, her legs feeling weak and almost slammed into the ground, by Mei.  Her head whipped into the red head’s direction, giving Mei a look mixed between confusion and on the verge of crying.