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This "den" reminded her of her former den where she had slept together with her dad, back in the forest where trees bled and ravens called out whenever they spotted you. The forest where she had grown up, happy and care-free, learning how to lead and how to become the warrior she wished to be. The Vale felt like home now, more than their secluded place at the other side of the Tuktu mountains ever would. The thought of returning "home" there made her feel worse and worse every time.

Seeing that sleep numbed worries and pain, perhaps it was a bad thing to keep her friend up much longer. Her toes and legs just couldn't feel very nice right now, and they both had troubles. Then, goodnight Genie... She yawned herself, embracing their position and the heat that it provided for them both. This is what she'd miss most if she were to leave sooner or later...