It had been a few seasons since Echo had joined the tribelands. They had worked hard in their rank and learned a lot about their newfound magicks. While some customs still felt a bit different from the life they had known as a warrior, Echo found they were finally settling into life as an Air Tribe Soldier. And yet... they couldn't shake the aching loneliness in their heart. They had abandoned their mate and left their family behind for these strange new lands. Everyday, they buried themselves in their work and Air Tribe's customs, but as they grew more familiar and felt more natural, the loneliness within the Blue-Air grew stronger. So when a new opportunity arose, the chance for Echo to start anew, they tried to push down their excitement as they considered the possibility. One of Haria's kits, now almost full grown, had bumped into them in neutral lands. She had explained about the many potions the alchemists had developed, and Echo couldn't have been more grateful for the