Copperline [SEASONAL EVENT]

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Oh, the preparations before Long Night did work, no doubt about that. Only a fool did nothing before the darkness fell, but it was never a guarantee. No matter how carefully you prepperd, there was always room for error, and as people were only human, both mistakes and accidents could happen. Maea vad broder endlessly over what must have happened for her whole family to vanish without a trace of damaged inside the house, and the closest thing she had to an explanation was that the demons had gotten to the sheep first. A dog har died; hearing it squeal must have been too much for one of the children, and if one of them rushed outside, so would the others. To help, or bring them back... and that would have been it. Unwilling to discuss the matter, the merely nodded in acceptance of the sympathy Remi offered, and shifted her focus to the seeds he gave her. "Not too deep, I don't think" she replied after inspecting them briefly. "Just enough so that birds don't pick them up again. A finger deep?" Said and done, she poked some holes in the dirt and dropped a seed into each, made another set of holes and repeated the action until her fingers were dyed black from the damp soil and her hand was empty. Then, using her fingers as an improvised rake, Maea covered up the holes with more dirt and brushed off her hands, smiling at the familiar comfort of doing something she was familiar with. Focusing on Remi and Isla, she did not register when something rustled off towards the other end of the garden; a suggestion of movement, a flash of green... It could just be the wind.