Lunise returned the hug as eagerly as her limited speed of movement would allow. She squeezed Nytala hard. "Thank you, mother," she whispered. "It means more to me than I could ever describe."

She loosened her grip when Nytala continued. The unusual growing comfort Lunise felt turned to a different kind of concern than before. She gently pulled away to look upon Nytala's face, her own eyes showing some fear. "Mother? If Meesei is to face a danger we are not aware of, I would very much like to know, if you please." Her own voice reflected Nytala's quivering.