Emberwood We could be men with ven

Hope its okay I throw Ibis in here too! I can remove if you want.

There was a lot on her mind as she roamed through the woods. Thoughts of her family filled her mind, mostly; not just Okeanos but Seabreeze too, and Olive, and even her father Terance—she thought of all of them and how they might feel about her now, seeing all that had been accomplished. Would they be proud of what she was trying to do with these people? Would they approve? She had half a mind to send someone over to the Hollow and check-in with them, but didn't. 'Wait until things settle down first,' she thought. It was just as likely something would erupt from the earth again and take everything away from her.

The forest was a lovely place. The trees were more populous here than in the marsh but they were the same variety (for the most part), with many more elm and yew trees the deeper one travelled. These black-and-white barred trees were curious to look at; some were like pale spires topped with gold, others were varied with their bark peeling like sheets of paper from their bodies. Everything was brighter and warmer, which brought up Ibis' mood considerably.

It was easier to find her friends among the trees, too. Their shapes were starkly contrasted in the shadows, and the mud of the marsh did not reach this far west. Ibis spotted Pygmalion as he patrolled and smiled, though at quite the distance so he likely wouldn't notice, then began to plot her way towards him. It was nice to be able to move without the sticky sensation of soggy soil, and to make it between two points without having to climb over a mess of roots, even if she loved the look of them. As she came upon him she chuffed and her smile grew a little bit more genuine, contentedness filling her gaze.

How are things going, Pyg? She asked softly, just in case he was actively hunting for something—Ibis certainly did not want to come between a hunter and their prey in these dire times.