oblivion is the name of this abode: and she is there
Riya - distracted perhaps, as she often is - does not alert Anju to the newcomer that enters the sanctuary with all the familiarity of a regular, and as such the older woman startles slightly at the sound of her own name. Turning over one dark shoulder, recognition lights up mahogany eyes, and a rare small smile curls at the corners of her lips. "Hello Lena," she greets softly, watching with eyes more akin to a dragon than a woman as the young girl slips inside the gate. A familiar face not just in Stormbreak but the Celestine itself, if Anju had enough faith in herself to call others friends, Lena would surely be among them.
The Celestine is perhaps the most often visited location outside of the Nest for Anju after all. Drawn as she is to Rae's realm, her path has often crossed Lena's, and the woman's presence is as calming as the twilight sphere she is often found inhabiting. A rare compliment, as Anju finds most all people grating in some way.
The question draws a soft, contemplative hum from her throat. "Well," she answers in her normal way; terse but not unkind. "There are big changes on our horizons. I do not know where we stand amongst it all." It's as close as she can get to some form of rambling. Sharing her worries comes easier here though, and she smiles slightly as one of the hares finally comes close enough - likely bolstered by Lena's presence, not that Anju minds - and begins to nibble at the extended sweetgrass she holds lightly in her fingertips. Only once it has firmly planted itself to chew away does she turn her dark eyes up to Lena once more. "And you?" Has she avoided the current of change for now, sequestered away in the Celestine?
The Celestine is perhaps the most often visited location outside of the Nest for Anju after all. Drawn as she is to Rae's realm, her path has often crossed Lena's, and the woman's presence is as calming as the twilight sphere she is often found inhabiting. A rare compliment, as Anju finds most all people grating in some way.
The question draws a soft, contemplative hum from her throat. "Well," she answers in her normal way; terse but not unkind. "There are big changes on our horizons. I do not know where we stand amongst it all." It's as close as she can get to some form of rambling. Sharing her worries comes easier here though, and she smiles slightly as one of the hares finally comes close enough - likely bolstered by Lena's presence, not that Anju minds - and begins to nibble at the extended sweetgrass she holds lightly in her fingertips. Only once it has firmly planted itself to chew away does she turn her dark eyes up to Lena once more. "And you?" Has she avoided the current of change for now, sequestered away in the Celestine?
