Evie
i'll plant a row of daisy seeds
in the space beneath each eye
in the space beneath each eye
"Then welcome to Caido," she offers kindly, eyes crinkling at the corners from years of smiling. "We really appreciate the help. But if you're worried about LongNight, I know many who would be happy to host you in lands where there are no dangers." Evie will always take an experienced hand or a willing fighter (with how quickly things always go inevitably to hell) but she would not risk someone fresh-faced if she could prevent it. There is no shame in seeking safety over stupid bravery.
They all get to work summarily, and Evie is distinctly proud of their efforts. Each woman succeeds at their task, far more than Evie herself at least, who - despite all her warnings - is the one to slip on concealed ice and land flat on her back, wind knocked out of her and pine needles on her face. Once she has recovered her air with a wheeze, it transforms into a helpless laugh as she crawls back to her feet, aware of how sore she would be without her magic. It's easy to conceal the use of it when doing it to herself at least, chasing away the bruises that would have formed.
"Well, at least I'm a good example." Chuckling as she shakes her head at herself, she gets to work still trying to clear out the last few areas that her far more adept partners have made. It's a pitiful addition, but Aisha, Lily, and Arialla have made great enough strides that it doesn't matter as much. Arialla seems to have taken up Evie's idea, though with much better success. And though they may feel cold on their hands or feet, the warmth of activity will keep each woman warm.
"That went a lot faster than planned. We can start setting out the food now!" Hopefully she wouldn't trip on a hidden apple and break an ankle, if this is how her luck intends to hold out.
Everyone rolled fantastically! Except Evie oops. Because of it the snow has been sufficiently cleared. Start laying your hay, fruit, etc!
They all get to work summarily, and Evie is distinctly proud of their efforts. Each woman succeeds at their task, far more than Evie herself at least, who - despite all her warnings - is the one to slip on concealed ice and land flat on her back, wind knocked out of her and pine needles on her face. Once she has recovered her air with a wheeze, it transforms into a helpless laugh as she crawls back to her feet, aware of how sore she would be without her magic. It's easy to conceal the use of it when doing it to herself at least, chasing away the bruises that would have formed.
"Well, at least I'm a good example." Chuckling as she shakes her head at herself, she gets to work still trying to clear out the last few areas that her far more adept partners have made. It's a pitiful addition, but Aisha, Lily, and Arialla have made great enough strides that it doesn't matter as much. Arialla seems to have taken up Evie's idea, though with much better success. And though they may feel cold on their hands or feet, the warmth of activity will keep each woman warm.
"That went a lot faster than planned. We can start setting out the food now!" Hopefully she wouldn't trip on a hidden apple and break an ankle, if this is how her luck intends to hold out.
Everyone rolled fantastically! Except Evie oops. Because of it the snow has been sufficiently cleared. Start laying your hay, fruit, etc!
so they'll remind you of your beauty
when they bloom each time you cry
when they bloom each time you cry
