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"Hopefully they stick around through Longheat and Leafchange." Vai smiled to her new acquaintance. "That way there might be honey to be had once they're settled." For now though, it seemed like a good idea to leave the swarm and their queen to tend to their new home, and the witch let out a musical laugh as Melita turned and stepped back to her side, emulating their choral companions as best she could. As Fangorn clambered up to her shoulder, her eyes widened a fraction. "Is that a gourd, from last Leafchange?" she asked curiously, unable to help herself, before relaxing and glancing around the glade. "Honestly? I just came for a walk. After what happened during LongNight, I feel lucky just to be able to see the sun and feel the breeze on my face... What about you?" vervain she's a wild one with an angel's face