Blacktail Deer Plateau Smashing pumpkins

She missed Sun Spark. Finley hadn't known the man all too well, having only spent a small amount of time with him before he passed, but to know now that she would never get to was a weight than hung heavy upon her. The Blackthorn had never lost anyone close to her before. Grief was strange to her. She detested it immensely, but was at a loss as to how to deal with it.

Fin was wandering aimlessly through the Plateau, lost in her thoughts when she stumbled upon Peregrine, fiddling with some weird orange things. She watched him for a second before deciding to approach. "Trying to find a hole in it you can stick your thingy into? she said with a small grin as she padded up to his side.