Phantom Hollow A blizzard night

She took his words to heart. Thinking that someday they might become useful to her. When she did end up experiencing those bad things in the world, or as something she could tell someone else who was having a hard time. Pema was still young, but it seemed to her as she heard about more and more experiences that people have had, it wasn't a matter of if bad things will happen, but when, and what you would do after the fact. 

She considered herself lucky to have Shale with her, so he could speak such inspirational and comforting words to her as he had done today. 

It was understandable that he hadn't told too many people. It was a sensitive subject, that no one truely needed to know. "I'm sure you'll pick the perfect time to tell him. There's no need to rush it." she said. She felt honored to know that out of everyone she was one of the few people that Shale had told this to, even before others of his family. 

During all of their talking the sun had taken its time to set below the horizon, leaving very little visable light left to eluminate these somewhat errie woods. Another gust of heavy wind came through the trees as Pema shuttered, taking the steps she had taken to embrace Shale back so she was within the trees hallow once again. 

She laid down and gestured to Shale, inviting him into the hollow with her to escape the weather. "I hope all this clears up by morning." she commented, easing the conversation to a less serious, and neutral tone.