Sunspire Mountains far from the maddening crowd

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It seemed to her that there was no easy answer to this, and she nodded to Jace with a subtle smirk as he said he made it up, basically. While she had no need to go picking and prying into Ferdie's secrets now, she would take it as it was. Something ran deep between them. Jace's mention of a particular night, one of naming as well, only made this all the more clear. She did not need to understand it all at its depths to respect it.

Du'Andris, hm, she repeated to test the foreign surname. Ame could hear the lilt of another language on the word, although far from her own, and thus why it handled oddly on her tongue for the very first time. For him to have given you your surname must be meaningful, she observed. She too wore a surname not from her parents, exactly. Hers was of the mountain on which she had been born and she intended to keep it forever, especially if she very well may be the last living one.

I joined the Creek largely at his suggestion hardly a few weeks ago. With him no longer there, and me far from settled in, I feel I may.. be more suited to here, on this mountain.. she murmured thoughtfully. Although it remained to be seen if she would be able to put down her roots officially, the Creek held little to keep her. Ame preferred to go with the flow, after all.