Morningside Cuesta I seek those who sought

At the sound of voices, and the scent of Sven on the wind, Easy left Searchlight with the pups to seek out the conversation.

After days of alternately sleeping too hard and getting not enough sleep, she was a little breathless when she arrived.

"Sven," she greeted him, looking him over and eyeing the rabbit in particular. They'd been keeping themselves fed well enough, but she was always hungry, lately. "As you can see," she said, showing off her significantly slimmed figure, "My day trip turned into quite the ordeal."

She offered Milan a grateful look, feeling sentimental about how the more timid woman had still come to be the first line of defence. She admired her spirit, certainly.

"Would you like to take a look at them?" she asked. She was less eager to show off the children to a near-stranger, but Easy still believed that this young man was a sort of kin to her. Certainly, he was about to become that, if they were still welcomed at the Stone Circle. She would have to broach that topic today.