see what you find there with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
Paige used to hate the refuge.
That was until she realized that she had just as much freedom here as she did back in Torchline. Perhaps even more due to the fact that there wasn't really much trouble to get into here. Her mother wasn't nearly as worried about her antics and thus she could go just about anywhere within the boundary.
The Attuned had do a pretty good job of mapping out the entire place in the days that she'd been here, exploring thoroughly after her first day of moping and because of this she knew all of the best hiding places to get away from prying eyes. She was heading for one of her favorites when the sound of crying caught her attention, making her steps falter, brows knitting together. It wasn't uncommon to hear crying. Not when so many people were concerned for others who were fighting outside of the refuge, but this wasn't an adult.
Pushing through the tall stalks of corn, Paige follows the whimpering until she stumbles upon a familiar head of curls and her expression instantly softens, "Keep that up and you're gonna drown the crops." She teases softly, shifting closer until her shadow stretches long over Sol, hands braced on her hips and a kind smile curling on her lips. "What's got you so blue, sunshine?"
That was until she realized that she had just as much freedom here as she did back in Torchline. Perhaps even more due to the fact that there wasn't really much trouble to get into here. Her mother wasn't nearly as worried about her antics and thus she could go just about anywhere within the boundary.
The Attuned had do a pretty good job of mapping out the entire place in the days that she'd been here, exploring thoroughly after her first day of moping and because of this she knew all of the best hiding places to get away from prying eyes. She was heading for one of her favorites when the sound of crying caught her attention, making her steps falter, brows knitting together. It wasn't uncommon to hear crying. Not when so many people were concerned for others who were fighting outside of the refuge, but this wasn't an adult.
Pushing through the tall stalks of corn, Paige follows the whimpering until she stumbles upon a familiar head of curls and her expression instantly softens, "Keep that up and you're gonna drown the crops." She teases softly, shifting closer until her shadow stretches long over Sol, hands braced on her hips and a kind smile curling on her lips. "What's got you so blue, sunshine?"
Paige
