Sun Mote Copse CMOT Dibbler

"Alright, it was good talking with you as always," Wraen told after a moment of contemplative silence. Though she had not said much on the subject about marriage and family, she had thought enough for one day. It was something her mind returned to time from time, but she did not like it to occupy too much of her thoughts. Life had to be lived. One day at a time. Focusing on the unpredictable future was neither practical, nor beneficial. 

"I will see, what Niamh's doing on the borders, and maybe I can fish a recruit for our one-woman army along the way," she joked playfully, as she got up, stretched and finished the exercise with a hearty shake of her coat. "See you in the evening, I guess," or any other time, because the copse was not that big and they lived fairly near to each other. 

With that she was gone.