The Bracken Woods fresher and cleaner

There was an ease in tension, for there was no hostility presented, and an apology given, "You are forgiven," Uriel said with now a smile. She was rather friendly to those who provided no malice intentions, as she knew she could not hold fault to them all. Her claim is so small, and not even official to all, how can she hold the entire world accountable to simple mistakes. Not to mention- there was always forgiveness in the sanctuary she so desired. It was the hope, for a new start for herself, and any who wished to stay.

"It is new," a hope to be, "I am Uriel of Skyward, who are you?"