Mount Apikuni No one 'round here's good at keeping their eyes closed.

the reddish male did not seem particularly intelligent, and she wondered briefly at the probability of him plunging to his death. she moved near behind the pale woman, stomach heavy with uncertainty as she followed the patchworks group close behind Liri, the woman she felt most drawn to. 

the boy snapped, eliciting a noticeable flinch from the fire-touched girl. he seemed too small to speak with the fire he did, and he unsettled her nearly as much as the dark man that had joined them recently. tension pricked her nape, and when they paused, she chose a spot slightly away from the others where she may keep the warrior in her gaze.