Sun Mote Copse all my friends are turning green

@Nellie 

Wraen had heard the good news about Niamh's daughter's arrival, but until today she had not reached out to reacquaint herself with Nellie Blackthorn. The Sovereign had not had much to do with her, when she had been a kid (save for few times, when she had taken the collective baby-sitting shift with the little sharks), and she was truly curious to see, how she had turned out as a near-adult.

Now that an appropriate time had passed for the girl to reunite with her immediate family, Wraen thought it was time to get to know her better. As she walked through the forest, looking for the tell-tale sign of the sunshine-yellow coat, she listed all the other people that had joined recently and who she had to meet. The list was surprisingly long and she sighed, when she estimated, how much time it would take to add a check mark to each name.