Redhawk Caldera And all the stars go dark

She'd been a mess these past couple of days, but the conversation with Eljay had helped to bring her back around and into her own.  Maia had a lot on her mind right now between Wraen, working through her own self-estimation, and Eljay.  But she was able to smile openly when Phox approached, and shifted to sit up.

Hey!  Actually... yeah, thanks!  She'd avoided food for the first night and the day after, but as the headache moved to a more manageable throbbing, her appetite was slowly returning.  She wasn't eating a lot but she was at least eating some.  It's going well.  Eljay's great, and hopefully I'll be fit n fine in no time.  The rhyme tickled her a little, though it made her think of Wraen and miss her all the more.  That poetry practice was paying off.

Thanks for letting me stay.  She added, her tail shifting the leaves behind her as it gave a little thump.  I'll make it up to you, swear.  She actually had an idea about that.

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