Redhawk Caldera It's getting harder to pack my bags

After a morning spent in Raven's company, learning the various uses of snow after having her collar and neck assessed by the medic, Fiadh retired to the rendezvous site in need of a nap. It wasn't that she found the subject of medicine boring—in fact, she liked it more than she ever thought she would—but rather, all forms of education were boring. She wanted to be out and about, doing stuff, not just listening to someone lecture her on it. Raven was hardly a lecturer, but she was just a dumb kid with nonexistent patience.

She flopped down on top of a hill in the rendezvous and sighed dramatically, stretching her legs out in front of her as if fun could materialize on the tips of her toes. Predictably, no ideas were forthcoming and she ended up rolling over onto her dark back and kicking her legs skyward, seeking answers in the clouds.

@Tegan