ANDEN
CHASING THE SUN
There were a lot more words than what Anden anticipated when he first sat down. It was oddly pleasant for a change. Anden had grown used to talking only with Dani for the most part. Hearing another's voice, and in such large amounts felt nice. Anden smiled to himself as Dani opened up to Henry. Even after everything they went through in the Glades, Dani wasn't letting it get to her. She was stronger than she thought - they both were. As Dani removed her overcoat, Anden took hold of it, trying to wipe the dirt and grime off from it. "I'm Anden. We're part of the misfits that live up at the Manor.
It was moments like this, Anden thought as he looked around the guild, moments like this that reminded Anden how tight the people of the Grounds were. There may not have been many here, but the few that were seemed content with one another's company. "I don't mind the quiet." Anden added. "We could really use a way to relax. Memories of the ghosts that had terrorized them only a few nights before came to his mind. Anden shook his head, sending the images flying.
"We're both new here I guess you could say. I found Dani at the end of last season, and Oliver found me in the middle of it. I guess it was time for some freshblood around here anyways. Anden rubbed the wax paper between his fingers. "What are the lanterns for?" Anden took off his own jacket, gently wrapping it around the edge of the chair, with Dani's coat overtop.
