Morningside Cuesta Unsteady

"To tell you the truth," she said with a shrug, "I prefer life this way. It's... uncomplicated. I prefer to be my own boss." Magpie offered her niece a crooked grin, but light similarly did not reach her eyes. The tumultuous emotions that had caused her to flee Drageda were threatening to bubble back to the forefront of her mind. They were kindred spirits in their repression. She shook her head, and the positivity in her manner swiftly return.

"Yes," she agreed. "Let's eat. There's rabbits everywhere; they're constantly boinking. Just have to sniff them out." Her green eyes were already scanning the Cuesta for signs of a warren.