The Four - Earth and Light Go Wandering

[Lygato]

Lygato looked around the clearing one last time. He was sure, now, as he had never been before, that he would never see this place again. It was a depressing thought that the last memory that he would have of this childhood home would be of it being broken and empty, devoid of all the love that had filled it in his childhood. Lygato sighed.
"Then we'll start by finding out who they are... and if they're alive.... or dead."
Sperrit nodded. "And I know just the place to start looking." He turned to Ry'anel. "We're very close to the Kingdom of the Winds. They know an awful lot about everything that goes on underneath their skies. If anyone should know about these people it'd definitely be the WInd Clan."
Lygato said nothing. Sperrit's idea sounded a little weak to him. It was the Light Clan that had always been known for their breadth of knowledge. However, he was right. They were close and it couldn't hurt to ask around. But Lygato could feel different resonances from Sperrit other than mere curiosity. He wanted to find Alerea, and nothing was going to stop him.
Ry'anel nodded. "Sounds good to me. Let's get going."
Sperrit and Ry'anel both trugded down the path, leaving Lygato to consider the clearing once more. He bowed his head.
"Goodbye."

[Sperrit]

Sperrit didn't say anything as Lygato caught up with them. Sperrit knew the pain of losing a home and knowing that those whom you loved were lost to you forever... and wrongfully taken. Sperrit kept his eyes to the path, though other images flew up to meet them. Sperrit shook his head and returned to the task at hand. Where he had once sought one thing now he needed to find two. He needed to see Alerea and needed to find information. Sperrit knew, without a doubt, that the information was going to be harder to find. However, their climb to the peak wasn't over yet, and it was going to take some time to do that. Sperrit set his shoulders and trudged up the path, trying hard not to think about the memories that kept whispering to him in his ear.

[Lygato]

Lygato gazed at Ry'anel across the campfire. It had been two days since they had met up with the mysterious man and Lygato, while sensing no ill will from him in all that time, was still wary. One did not let their guard down easily.
Ry'anel, for his part, was simply gazing into the fire, seemingly entranced by it's flames. Lygato could sense the connection between him and flames, a very powerful, tangible connection. Lots of brass and drums. But that was common with Fire Elementals. After all, most of the War Songs were writen by them.
Lygato looked up towards the mountain. They had made good time. They were one day from the top, and thus one day from the Kingdom of the Sky and the beginning of their quest for knowledge, especially Sperrit.
Lygato gazed across at the Earth Elemental. He could tell that he was dreaming about Alerea, could sense her image floating through his conscious. He hopped that meeting with Alerea would ease Sperrit's burden, but he feared that it would only make it worse.
Lygato closed his eyes and drifted off to his own sleep.