Iktome Plains love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired

Chusi had never known true loneliness. But it seemed that the wind that had been pushing her forward all this time had finally turned on her; banished and a rouge now did she travel with her companions if which one she had only known a day or so. Could she ever build up what her father had done? Feel like family again? She had yet to see.

For now, she'd rather look at the stranger. It was good that he reminded her nothing of Ingram, otherwise she might've felt bad for finding him attractive. She chuckled then. Sure does. For a brief moment did her eyes flicker to the background. There was no denying the coast's beauty. But she was a butterfly, and the strong winds from the sea pushed her further inland on her delicate wings. Well, meh 'n mah friends are goin' toward tha Hinterlands, if ya're sick o' feelin' lonely. She offered. It was totally fine if he rather scout the coast, though somehow she thought she was going to miss him - no matter how strange that sounded.