Seren
Seren flashed her friend a grin and looked up from where she had been tying off the last piece of bandage. "Well, it's technically not a rule," she said a bit defensively. "Mother did send me to collect the dirt. But dad would worry if he knew, so..." She held a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, laughter dancing in blue eyes all the while.
Once done with the bandaging, she packed the items back into Maeve's back, and brushed off her palms on the legs of her trousers. She had a business-like look to her, dressed in Dragoon uniform with the hair tied back in a braid. That the shirt was unbottoned a bit too far and the boots were unlaced, the strings wrapped a few laps around her ankles did not seem to bother her.
Reaching into her pocket space, Seren produced a small wooden box with a lid. The ground beneath her feet was given a dubious look; was that dirt enough? Or did her mother mean a specific kind of dirt...? She was not sure.
"Good. Once I have the dirt, I need to find the Glade... you don't happen to know where that is, do you?"
Once done with the bandaging, she packed the items back into Maeve's back, and brushed off her palms on the legs of her trousers. She had a business-like look to her, dressed in Dragoon uniform with the hair tied back in a braid. That the shirt was unbottoned a bit too far and the boots were unlaced, the strings wrapped a few laps around her ankles did not seem to bother her.
Reaching into her pocket space, Seren produced a small wooden box with a lid. The ground beneath her feet was given a dubious look; was that dirt enough? Or did her mother mean a specific kind of dirt...? She was not sure.
"Good. Once I have the dirt, I need to find the Glade... you don't happen to know where that is, do you?"
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
