Wapun Meadow What do you have to offer?

She had been made beta, but she despared. Deep in her heart, she knew a fact. Rosings was failing. What members they did have had vanished or turned traitor, leaving them with few, so few, members. It was not enought to sustain their land, and with autumn, then winter coming, something had to change and fast. So caught up was she in her thoughts that she completely missed the male, her back to him as she slunk beyond the borders, head low as she deseraptely tried to formulate a plan to keep the ragtag bunch afloat.

Was she at her brightest, she would have most definitely noticed the male, however, she made her may a little further into the meadow before sitting with her back to him a distance away, staring into the flowers dully.