Redhawk Caldera Henry Knight

"Having the place served for a feast, I see," Dwin remarked, sitting down and watching Frolic carefully. She did not quite believe that perpetuum mobile of a sister, who had sneaked out and away more times than anyone could count, was now ready to fall asleep. "I had heard legends that Frolic sleeps, but I have never witnessed it," she voiced the thought out loud. 

"Where's the spirit of adventure, mhm?" she teased her gently, though realized that she might come to regret this sentence. Her sister did not need any more encouraging, she had plenty of motivation herself. "Or are you going into an early retirement?" she asked.