Emberwood Every time you smile, I smile.

She noticed the pale shape almost immediately. It would take some time before Ibis could differentiate the various pale-coated visitors, but at least this one seemed to recognize her in turn, and as they drew together between the trees, Reiko's voice helped to alleviate some of Ibis' worry. She smiled warmly to the newcomer, although her little ears flicked idly at the sound of the title bestowed upon her; it felt strange to hear it from Reiko when she was still getting used to it. Kukulkan had started that trend, and Ibis wondered how far it would spread—it made her feel like a princess despite having lived in a boggy marsh for three months.

I am trying, she confirms to Reiko. And how are you adjusting? I hope everyone has been kind, and if you have troubles, you'll come to me? Although Ibis cannot fathom any of these sweet people suddenly becoming antagonistic, she hoped that things were going well for the woman. Oh—and your friend. Sativa? Remembering the girl suddenly, Ibis hopes she recalled her name correctly.