Suddenly in the middle of nowhere.
Fran rushed forward, her hands flailing as she shouted, "Sisterrrr! What are you doinggg!!" Her blue eyes were wide with panic, and her tail lashed behind her. "You can't just… just stand around and walk like that in your condition!"
Dila slowly rotated her head over her shoulder, her silver-white hair brushing her cheek. Her face was lined with worry, her lips trembling. "It's just… I can't accept that we're staying here in this kingdom, Fran… it feels… it feels not right," she said, tears beginning to slip down her cheeks. "I… I just can't."
Her body swayed slightly as she tried to hold herself upright, the weight of weakness pressing down on her every step.
Fran's tail twitched anxiously as she stepped closer, her hands reaching out to steady Dila. "You can't just justify leaving in this condition, sister!" she said firmly, her voice a mix of worry and determination.
