Hushed Willows not like the cistern

Olive had only recently returned to the willows — in fact, she was coming back at that very moment. She was exhilarated from her travels, rather than exhausted by them, and excited to see her family once more. In particular, Olive was eager to get to Seabreeze’s side and nurse her lovely wife back to optimal health. The nursemaid couldn’t pour from an empty cup, and now that she had indulged in some self care, Olive found that she was brimming with self-sacrificial willingness. 

Arriving to Elysium and loving how the willows drifted into softly into view, Olive was quick to notice that they had visitors — two of them. Lily was already present and accounting for the newcomers. Rather trusting of the universe and the energy she felt from these two, Olive’s interest was piqued automatically. She strolled cooly closer to the Sanctuary’s borders, chuffed to greet their visitors as she surpassed them, and turned to face them alongside Elysium’s chief blackbird. Lily’s heatscent was strong, and Olive had many thoughts come to mind almost immediately, but pushed them to the back of her mind for the time being. 

“Welcome to Elysium,” she greeted. “If you are here in peace, then you are more than welcome to step within our borders. Our home is open to weary travelers.”