Sun Mote Copse the magician's assistant in their dreams

Wraen’s suggestion had multiple intentions; they could do some star-gazing while also ensuring that all was quiet on the borders. Avery eagerly nodded her agreement as she fell into step with the older female.

Conversation came naturally as they headed to their destination. G-good, the young naturalist replied. There had been shifts in the makeup of their family lately, along with her ascension into adult ranks, but the world seemed to be turning around her while she stood still, observing. She was quiet and not always the most social, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t taking it all in.

I sh-should start thinking about a second trade soon, I think, she said, glancing at Wraen as she spoke.