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The woods were sweet and silent, dappled in shadow and full of life. So of course Vervain wasn't home when Remi knocked. But that didn't mean she wasn't nearby. "Well look who remembered where I lived," the huntress called, her voice ringing out like the peal of a bell through the forest. Vai marched through the pathway she had made in leather but without the fur, thanks to the heat. She seemed to have abandoned her hunt, for she had no kills with her, but that didn't mean that she was empty handed. (Sort of). Felix was on her back, wrapped there securely with his head lolling on his mother's shoulder. The baby sported a head of thick curls, like Vai, and he was snoring audibly as she approached the alchemist. "Remi," she said softly, nodding to him in greeting. "What can I do for you?" vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe