Silverlight Terrace at last

It seemed the woman had not heard her give her name earlier, but it was of no matter, Fleur was happy to give it once more. Nice to meet you, Waawaashkeshi—I am Fleur. She followed suit, assisting in the digging.

While she worked, she spoke. Oh, good. Then you are in good hands.

In the silence, her mind drifted, wishing that she had friends to return to, yet they had abandoned her some time ago now. Her smile slightly, but it was short-lived as her ears caught the woman’s question.

I don’t live anywhere at the moment. I had been searching for my friends, they disappeared from this area about a year ago, and have had no such luck. I’m just wandering at this point. She shrugged, feeling the weight of sadness settling over her shoulders.

And yourself? Are you wandering with your friend?