Her ears swiveled forward to hear the tiny voice, wings stretched to glide, the source had to be nearby. She thought of calling out in return, but she worried it might frighten the creature, or worse, get Van's hopes up only to be disappointed if it weren't the brother they were searching for.
Come on, where are you--there! She saw it, movement against the snow, a small touch of pale blue against the otherwise white ground.
Vaaaaan!
Circling, she glided toward the ground, landing near the small cub who looked identical to the one on her back. A sigh of relief.
