Desiree: ~Like crap…~ *sniffs the air then tilts her head in confusion* ~That’s strange… I swear that I can still smell something like you in the area.. I also smell something like my father.~ *shakes her head* ~Probably just lingering scents.~
Jenna: *sighs at Iris* I had to go away. I left so that I could protect you, girl… *frowns in thought. She then reaches back before she yanks a medium-sized flight pinion from her wing. She then holds it out to Iris* Here. If you have this, no matter how far away I am from you, you’ll be able to feel me.