Swiftcurrent Creek Mandolin

Mae had kept to herself. She spoke to no one, not even @Arric, and had abandoned the den once shared with her father and brothers. Instead she had taken to staying in a large cave she'd found, a space which seemed, oddly, as if it had been lovingly decorated and then abandoned. She slept behind the strange wall of twigs at one corner during the early hours of the morning, always briefly.

She was spiraling quickly, but the tentative call of a familiar visitor brightened her immediately. Mae dusted herself off and set off to meet Skáld, her expression more lively than it had been in days. She stopped a little ways off when she saw that he was carrying something, and her head tilted at that. Hey Skáld! Whatcha got? Mae called out, starting forward again as swiftly as she'd stopped.