Blackfoot Forest A canopy of shivers

Pied tried to smile at Vires's optimistic declaration, yet her lips failed her and remained in a grim line. She nodded lightly at the other female's suggestion that they perform some sort of role call, yet she didn't feel very hopeful. She had barely seen anyone for weeks now. Perhaps there were a few still lingering, disenfranchised like herself. Pied felt almost certain that the majority of Bon Dye's members had vanished into the ether, though.

"You make some good points," Pied said. Her eyes drifted absently upward to where Mag perched on a bare limb overhead. Her gaze then dropped again and she added, "Well, I'll stay with you tonight, if you don't mind the company. Then maybe we can go looking for the others—if there are any others—in the morning?" she suggested.