The Fool (joining)

One more post from you and that should do it!

Quick, simple, and to the point: just the way Darrah hoped her acceptance would be. The corners of her mouth twisted into a slight smile, however, the sagging flesh of age made it appear as no more than an uncomfortable grimace.  She nodded to her acceptor, welling with pride with each affirmation with her prowess.  It was good to be wanted— even better to be needed, and Darrah was quite content with her situation.

He asked if there was more she wished to know, she shook her head with the universal sign for nah. The answers to her questions had already been answered. Peregrine— Fox, She would find them on her own time... but now, she needed rest.

"Well then," she said, "Lets go before I die of old age." Then, motioning for Elwood to lead her on into the territory, she put her fate in the paws of another for the first, and possibly last, time.