Dragoncrest Cliffs if you're not here to win get the hell out of kuwait

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despite the continued threat of the sound so close things have finally settled and blixen feels good. she's making moves for what she wants, her family's together, she has an equal and beloved in furi and friends in rose and seri and dalia. they'll track down the traitor and tear him limb from limb in good time, she's sure of it, but all and all? pretty good life for the gona going on.

but when furi doesn't come to bed with everyone else blixen feels a familiar prick of worry and jealousy. the latter she dismisses immediately -- she doesn't think furi's sleeping with rose anymore, anyway. and then furi doesn't appear for morning patrol and blixen knows something is up. their routine may not be as unshakeable as it was before their fight but by now the redhead has cottoned on to at least some of her friend's anxiety issues and the prolonged absence is enough to make her go looking.

she doesn't go to rose's den immediately, feeling weird about it, but eventually gives in to the impulse. there's no rose to be found (phew) -- furi, on the other hand.. 

"hei," she says, poking her head in without much regard for personal space. "where've you been?"