Noctisardor Bypass have i lost a part of me?

so... this is before druid comes home, and idk what the outcome of the laurel/mahler thread is gonna be, but whatever! i'll make it work. :)

With Mahler and Laurel on the mend, Sequioa thought it would be wise to find food. Not only for herself, but for them, too. @Witch was getting older, and she could likely hunt for herself at this point, but Sequoia knew those in hospice were unlikely to be doing a whole lot of moving around. In her usual fashion, Sequoia had done her best to avoid Wylla. Any effort she had tried to make to apologize had either fizzled out or hadn't felt right, so she'd let things fall to the wayside. It was unfortunate, really, but what could she do now? An apology now would feel even less sincere than nothing at all.

Unfortunately, the path she was taking back to Rivenwood had her on a collision course with Mahler's lady friend. Sequioa held a rabbit intended for Laurel in her mouth, but something told her it would be of better use as a peace offering here. Not that she suspected Wylla would be graciously thankful or anything, but it might help a little, right?

So Sequioa put on her best neutral face and marched perpendicular to the woman. If Wylla wanted to brush her off, Sequioa would be fine with that, but if she wanted to stop and try to sort things out, the Dritte was leaving the option on the table.

Wylla avoided her, and Sequoia respected her wish to do so. Perhaps they would get another chance to make amends, but it would not be today.