Dawnlark Plains give me blood and rage and a heart for horror

Sunspot seems sure of herself in a way that makes Cascada feel a lot smaller. The older woman seems so much more sure of herself than she could imagine and she flutters a smile upon her features anyway. She nods, once, and tries to swallow the lump in her throat. “I’ll see you around,” she calls as the other retreats, moving in the direction Cascada had originally come and she lingers for a while before setting on once more.