the crooked kind

R E X A N N A golden child, lion girl — tell me what it’s like to conquer. Perhaps it wasn’t some sort of ominous death that awaited her in this beautiful part of the land. But if Rexanna knew one thing, looks were deceiving. It seemed, however, that this place was just a nice place, regardless of how out of place it had seemed. She stepped into the Glade, feeling the earth squish lightly beneath her feet, and exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Her eyes opened and she glanced around the area briefly, her attention snagging on the little bits and pieces of detail that could be lost if you didn’t look close enough. But before she could venture any further, to place her hand on the rough hewn bark of the trees she found herself surrounded by, a voice piped up from around her. Immediately, Rexanna turned in a half spin – her sapphire gaze darting to the owner of the voice that had called out to her with a bit of surprise written all over her face. Yet, the man that approached seemed entirely nonthreatening and had only greeted her with a hello. Offering him a quiet smile, she moved away from where she stood to cross the distance to meet him, though the closer she got the more she recognized him from the meeting – the first one she had actually gotten a good bit of detail from. She dipped her head in greeting to him briefly before glancing to the pack he carried. “Remi, right?” She began, thankful that his name had been one of the first uttered so she’d have a good shot at remembering it. “I saw you at the meeting in the tavern. I’m Rexanna.” She offered easily, reminding herself that this was a new place and not everyone was out to get her. Perhaps she’d manage to make some friends in this endeavor. “Is this an okay place to be? I haven’t… explored much, but with the damage to most of the land around it seems rather surprising that this is still how it is.” She added, taking a moment to look around the glade before finding her attention settled on him again. fearless child, broken girl — tell me what it’s like to burn.