Delta

The son of Mikomi laid against a aspen tree, his scars were evident and he looked well exhausted from the battle. Delta wondered where Achak lurked, and wished that Shadi, Forbidden and Foxtrot where there. But, no, they were with the Shadow Haunters. Technically, Delta made himself a Shadow Haunter. Or maybe just a Windsong supporter.

Delta shook his head, watching a butterfly flutter by carelessly. "Lucky...you aren't crippled," Delta murmured darkly, watching the butterfly enviously.

Dove

Dove could smell her grandson nearby. With her head low in a sorrowful position, she approached him. "Hello, Delta." She said timidly, wagging her tail slightly. "What brings you back home?"

Delta

Delta looked up at Dove, smiling softly. "War. Achak saved me from the Avengers." Delta replied on a off-tone, his head hung low as he remembered Half-Moon.