Hushed Willows faerie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary

Another trek around Seelie Court territory took up most of the duo's morning. It wasn't until Lale squawked hungrily that the sodden lady decided to stop. The wisp was aware that the damp conditions would make the border harder to recognize, so that had become her purpose for the dawn. Lale had remained curled in a ball at Iolana's nape for the duration of their trip, refusing to be left alone where the pair had slept. Walking back towards the center of the pack territory, Iolana made sure to stay under as many trees as she could, trying to keep her friend dry more than anything.

The two came upon their grotto, a quiet cave complimented by wound ivy. Ducking her head the wisp entered without disturbing the silent fauna, nor her companion. Padding across the floor the woman nearly tripped over another being inside the cavern "E kaʻu! Terribly sorry!" The slip up caused a rude awakening of Lale, who rose and shrieked before jumping off the woman and landing was a wet thud. Quietly Iolana recomposed herself and scooted the soggy ball of feathers toward her with one swift motion, containing the flustered bird as much as she could.