Blacktail Deer Plateau It's Britney, bitch.

assuming they're still at the plateau. Let me know if not. Tagging @Ibis @Akavir @Arielle for reference

Now, don't get me wrong, traveling with Mama was fun and all. But I really missed Arielle, and Papa, too, and. . .

She stared down her nose at the small toad, sitting near-motionless a few feet away. They were both parked near a small copse of trees on the far side of the plateau, in the shadow of the mountains.

Why am I even talking to you? Are you even listening? The girl stepped forward and the amphibian emitted a gurgling croak, hastily hopping away.

Sigh. She was babbling to no one, really. She could burden other more sentient beings with her endless chatter, but Mama had been there, done that, and she didn't want to smother Arielle.

Maybe Papa? He was the strong, silent type—

Oh, who was she kidding? Too strong and silent. It would be talking to the toad all over again.

Lilitu missed the valley. Well, sort of. She missed Hotaru, and the other kinder souls she'd met there. She did not miss Haruki and that wretched woman (though dead now) and never would. That place always felt weird, anyway. She was glad they were gone.

But. . .now what?

Her parents had indicated they were looking for a new home. Was this it? It was nice, unfriendly toad aside. Pretty. 

But it was also getting colder, and Lilitu's unfamiliarity with winter meant the declining temperatures would forever paint this place with negative vibes, man. She didn't yet know that it was this way everywhere—yuck. (Ah, the innocence of youth.)

So, she waited. Someone would eventually tell her what to do and where to go.

She wouldn't be quiet about it, though.