Astra soon made it back to the part of the mountains where her parents lived. Spotting their house below, she darted down and came up to the door, not bothering to knock but rather abruptly bursting inside.
Her mother, who was at the stove cooking, jumped as Astra came in the door, accidentally blasting the mountain sheep she was roasting with her electricity.
"ASTRA." She said in a reprimanding voice. "I told you not to just barge in like that! Look at what you made me do to the dinner." the Flashwing said, looking mournfully at the charred, smoking pile of blackness that once was a delicious roasted ram. "Now I have to go get another one."
"Oops, sorry, hehe?" Astra replied.
"But I DID find a poky thing at the beach!" She said, grinning as she brandished her spear.
"A what?" Her mom asked, looking closely at it. "What is that?"
"I dunno. I thought dad might. When's he home, anyway?"
"Should be right around now, I think..." her mother said. "And I'd have some dinner for him to eat too if somebody hadn't scared the living daylights out of me..."
"Sorry." Astra said, grinning sheepishly.