Ashanti was over all... just confused. Her heart told her one thing, and her mind another. Her heart told her to follow it, and to go and find any remains of her family that was left, but her mind knew better and told her to stay with her new family. She wanted to do both, but there was one Ashanti and two places that were probably far away from each other. How my deeds pain me as time stretches long. How could I have hurt them this way? Her mind faded out off into the distance. She howled, a song almost, to her family, even if they couldn't hear her. "Lullay, dear family, good night siblings mine. Rest now in starlight’s embrace. May this cool lullaby reach you in dreams, and ease you your passage of days. May my apologies find you this night, and may my sorrow in kind. Sister, you loved me much more than I knew, forgive me for being so blind."

With that, she cut her howl off, collapsing to the ground as she looked up at the night sky. All she saw was stars falling from the sky, it was almost like... they were responding. She didn't care of the answer was from her parents and siblings in Aranna... or if it was something else. To her, it was peace of mine. It was closure to her pains, she looked towards where she knew her pack to be, she was only on the edge of the fields near the border, but it didn't matter. She was in a whole other world tonight. A world made up of just her and whomever decided to join her, whether they were pack of loner she did not care. It was her mind, herself, that mattered. The last art of her lullaby to her family... it was directed towards her sister, the only one that she had seen after the violent overthrow of her birth pack... the last part was directed towards Isen.

Ashanti had been all caught up in her sad and rather tacky song that she had failed to watch around her, it was the first time that she had truly let go of her constant alertness to those around her and everything around her since the incident. She turned, scenting someone whom she recognized as a packmate, nothing more and nothing less. They hadn’t really talked either. She had a puzzled look on her face, and she called out the name. "Azariah? Azariah, is that you?" She called out to the golden fae whom she understood had a thing for Hollow; after all she had called him her love when he was injured by that bobcat. It also reminded her she had to check on the dark colored Guardian.

The stars shimmered in the sky, and she knew everything from then on was going to be all fine. She had a family, though they may not carry the Aranna name, or for that matter they might not even be related by blood, but they were family. The girl had grown into a woman, she had experienced knowledge that made her grow up and mature. She let a small smile on her face, she was happy to see a packmate and someone she knew. Perhaps they could learn a bit more about each other in the process of talking. She gazed at Azariah and then back at the sky. "The sky is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?" She asked whom she believed to be her packmate.

Asha couldn't help but smile as Azariah spoke of the rejoicing it brought her, but the girl had a different mind as to what falling stars meant. While they were truly beautiful, her mother and her entire birth pack saw it as a sign of remembering those who were close to them whom had passed away. She gazed over at Azariah, wondering if the female had a piece of advice that she could possibly give Asha. She closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breathe. "Azariah, have you ever missed something, someone that was really close to you? Have you ever missed someone where you don't know if they are still alive or not?" She asked, her voice having sorrows mixed into them. She was terrified to find the fate of her friend.

She stayed rather quiet after that, reflecting on her life as she did a lot lately. Her mind was almost blank for once and her heart was beating fast. She had no idea why, but she was completely nervous to be around Azariah. She knew that Hollow and Azariah were a thing, and maybe she was just nervous because out of every wolf in the pack, Hollow seemed to always be there for her. After all, if Hollow hadn't found her, she wouldn't call Secret Woodlands home to the day. Her head was jumbled when it faded out of the blank emotion it once held. "Azariah, Hollow is lucky to have you." She said with a small smile.