Sun Mote Copse Palm Trees in the Snow

Wraen was met with cordiality and she beamed at Elwood as a kid, who has just got ice-cream from her favourite uncle. You don't need much to make one happy. The old man had not changed much, since she had seen him last, though on the second glance she might notice the lines and colours advancing age had added to the Blackthorn patriarch's picture. 

"I am fine - thank you," she replied, having nothing really to complain about. Life was good, safe and stable and she had her best friend by her side at all times. There was little else she would have wished for. "People are nice, though I need more time to get to know each of them personally," she explained. "How about you? You did not move far from Redhawks, but it was a move still?" she asked, wondering, what had prompted Elwood and Finley uproot, after they had been the very heart and soul of the Redhawks for most of their lives.