Firefly Glen [phe] ageless

Chacal rested in the shade, dozing lightly while she could, in a lull of the general hubbub. Her eyes opened occasionally, as she swam close enough to consciousness to be easily awakened, before they slid closed again. Gentle breaths fanned the yellowing grass in repetitive waves. While she placed her absolute trust in Val to be in charge of their attendees while she slept, she felt exposed without having the ocean at her back.

It was not a shout or a cry that caused her ears to flick, but a tune hummed by an unfamiliar voice. At first, she thought it was a part of a dream- but when the melody tugged at her ears, being in a mode she was not familiar with, she opened her eyes and looked around trying to spot the source.