Rory was restless on the plane, not only was it her first time flying and she hated it, but she was returning to that island. Her eyes jumped from person to person on the flight. None seemed to really pay any extra attention to herself or the antlered woman next to her. She had not spoken with Abilene much, but the two didn't really need to share too many words with one another to know what was happening. The green haired woman made sure to hold the hand of the smaller brunette the whole flight, giving it a squeeze whenever she felt the woman was starting to get too upset.

The brunette felt bad too, she could feel the tension in the other's hand. A forest Unai and a mountain Unai, neither were meant to take flight and here she was worrying about herself. Thinking such things would calm the woman down again and return her to look at the others. She wasn't the only one with ears and the way she was going on to those around her, perhaps they were used to such things as well.

Once the group had made it to the island, Abilene found a whole nother task of keeping the other Unai in line. Once they set foot on dry land, the girl nearly bolted into the forest. Grabbing her hand, she shook her head, her eyes locked on hers. Now was not the time, nor was there anything nearby, the other should have known this. Like the others, they set up in the cabin, getting settled as best as they could and once done, they moved to the larger seating area outside where three individuals in particular seemed to be having a very lively conversation.

One of the women, a blonde, seemed to be having the time of her life. This brought a sympathetic look to the woman's face as she shook her head. She was trying to set a mood though, she had to give her that. Lifting her head, Rory took in a deep breath of air. It was quiet, which almost seemed odd. She had not recalled this area or cabin on the island when they arrived and for nothing to be lurking close yet, it was strange.

When questioning what would be out there, the male's casual response caused Rory to grip Abilene's hand tightly, her brows furrowing as she shot the woman a desperate look. Abilene watched the woman and though she did not know the other half they were search for, she felt for the girl. She place her other hand on the Rory's and softly said, [color="green]"We will find her."[/color]

Rory nodded and at this point, no longer watched the group on the deck. Her eyes were locked on the dead fire pit in front of her. "If only they knew," she whispered back to the woman. The island was far from safe, the Unai knew that and for people to be so calm and go there, not knowing, it was painful.

The mood on the deck seemed to change which caused the women to turn around and look once again, the blonde was missing and in her place was a wolf and a few moments later the wolf was gone and a nude woman stood there once again. "That explains a lot," Rory said quietly, Abilene nodding in response. Being animals themselves, the lack of clothing meant nothing to them. The two women both wore simple dresses anyway, something that many human women wore to bed.

When the other two took the chance of the wolf-girl getting dressed to head to the woods, Abilene made sure to hold Rory tight. "It is not time," she stated calmly. "The trees are content, we are safe." Rory nodded and a few moments later, the girl had returned, upset about the disappearance of the other two.

The women stood up, Abilene finally releasing Rory's hand as the woman seemed much calmer at that point. "We should start a fire," Rory said, recalling that some of the beasts they had encountered did not seem fond of the fire breathing creatures her sister would summon. Granted, it would also draw others in, but that also meant it could pull her sister in too. On top of that, some of the others may not be partial to raw meats and the flames would keep the area warmer when night fell.

Abilene looked at Rory warily. She could not deny that the woman was right, even her people needed fire, but it still made her uneasy. "Allow me to prepare the kindling," she asked, her voice calm and smooth, sound mature for her age. "It is best to ask for the help than to take without permission." Before there could be an argument with that, the woman moved towards the forest edge, placing a hand on one of the trees. She looked up into the branches, speaking through their connection, though it probably would have looked like a crazy just staring up into the tree. After a few moments, the tree seemed to shudder, looks sticks and branches falling to the ground. She would continue this until they would have enough wood for their fire.

While this happened, Rory rounded the deck to the stairs. Looking the blonde woman in the eye she said, "What shall we prepare?"