Maeve
There was very little that Maeve went into the Wilds for. Very very little. After her lash little jaunt into the Oerwoud, Maeve had been hesitant to go back herself, fearing that she could potentially be whisked across the content at the last second. Despite the fact that she's managed a few uneventful trips into the Wilds, her anxiety doesn't ease, but at least this time she has Aidon with her. The dragon is still growing, but he has been doing an incredible job of keeping an eye out for her, ever vigilant when they were out and about.
Maeve adjusts her grip on her basket, the backpack she has on filled with whatever essentials she might need for something to happen weighs her down, but her steps are sure as she follows a nonexistent trail towards the sounds of rushing water. She's intent on harvesting some Blushberries among other herbs that grow along the water. Aidon flies above her, remaining beneath the canopy, sending various views of their surroundings to her along their bond. "Quite the little look out today, hm?" Maeve hums softly, flicking her eyes up to him as he trills in response.
Maeve adjusts her grip on her basket, the backpack she has on filled with whatever essentials she might need for something to happen weighs her down, but her steps are sure as she follows a nonexistent trail towards the sounds of rushing water. She's intent on harvesting some Blushberries among other herbs that grow along the water. Aidon flies above her, remaining beneath the canopy, sending various views of their surroundings to her along their bond. "Quite the little look out today, hm?" Maeve hums softly, flicking her eyes up to him as he trills in response.
No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
