The Sunspire i can't get you out of the rain.

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Mhm, she grunted softly, for indeed, she was back but was not particularly happy about it. Which was not to say she was sour about the Sunspire itself, for she still loved the mountain wholly. However the circumstances at play here were the unfavorable part. But with nothing to show for it. The trails.. they yield nothing, she murmured with a frown that edged on a grimace at times. Were they supposed to keep going? Searching endlessly with so little to go on? Or, when did they simply... accept it? That Ferdie was gone, and for good. She dug in her heels at the thought. It still did not sit well and she took this as a sign to not stop. Not yet.

Perhaps not. I do move quietly, and like to go unnoticed when I can, she smirked tiredly. She did pride herself on this to a certain extent, so it was not a discredit to the youth's growing skills from the way she saw it. Ame knew that Summer, like many of them, did what he could. How has it been here? Peaceful, she hoped, as she assumed no news was good news on the home front.