Ren had gotten ready to leave that day. He was in a glittery purple garment with soft tones, a black belt around his waist, and a purple ribbon extending down his long hair.
He looked as pretty as always as he stepped out with Zuran, who wore a cold expression throughout. Ren didn't know if it was because of what happened yesterday or because of the fall that morning, but he was certain Zuran wasn't happy that morning.
With the level of exhaustion from all that happened the other day, Ren was certain Zuran didn't go out last night. He was probably unconscious in his dreams all night.
"Let's get going," Ren urged the babies while they made their way out of the inn. They were all so enthusiastic to leave that day, pulling onto their brother Yira, who was still in the same state.
"Where are we heading to today?" Ce'ran inquired.
"Are we going to do something about our brother?" A'ri asked.
"Where are we heading to?" Ce'ran asked again. They asked enthusiastically.
