Silver, like many others of the River Runners, seemed to drift away from their main gathering places as soon as reality started to sink in about Gypsy's disappearance. She wasn't avoiding the tribe or looking for her sister so much as collecting her thoughts before returning. She knew that she, herself, would return to the tribe. As much as she hated to admit it, she'd placed herself in a highly responsible position. She'd wanted to drift in the tribe, helping out when she was needed and vanishing from the radar when it came to leadership duties.
But the reality of the current situation was that Gypsy was gone and Jed was nearly hopeless on his own. The two of them had worked well together as leaders of the tribe, but she knew it was Gypsy that held it together. So, Silver would have to return and stick with it, despite how much it hurt to be abandoned by her sister again.
She'd spent a few cold nights in what was left of her parents' home on the edge of town. She stayed in the guest room, of course, because her own bedroom held memories she wished to forget. It wasn't the first time she'd escaped to the house when things got bad and she needed time to herself. She was wandering around on the second floor, going through her mother's collections of dolls and statuettes and wondering if any of it would be worth anything in a trade. Maybe for a tribe with lots of kids. She heard the front door open, but not close, which led her to believe a strong wind had knocked the decomposing door open, but when she moved to the railing to look down into the living room, she saw that someone had entered the home. It was Pan, whom many people had been looking for, and she let out a sigh of relief. She was relieved that he wasn't an enemy and because her sister's confidant had been located.
She stood still and waited, watching Pan from the second floor as he sat down on the living room floor and started to cry, right next to the chair where she'd watched her father die. She knew how he felt; tired and frustrated and at a loss as to what he should do. She took a deep breath and moved to the staircase, hefting her bag on her shoulder as she took the stairs slowly, so she wouldn't startle him.