Glacia followed, and they picked up her brother along the way. Incendia was quite well, as far as he was considered being... anyway. 'Hey cool, a squirell, I like squirrels,' Incendia began.
Glacia rolled her eyes, and turned to Stripetail. 'Is this some sort of war? I'm not too big on wars and fighting and such... but saying that, the two of us have been stuck in situations where use of force was required.'
'Hey, sis, remember that time we were aboard that ship and all those aliens were running at us and you were like: "Oh my god! Aliens!" and I was like: "Pie!" and then we ran for our lives and hid... then we fixed the Toaster and woke up in a closet.' Incendia sighed, 'seems like it was only yesterday.'
'Technically, it was.'
Incendia paused. 'Oh.'