Wapun Meadow this seat's taken

Close enough, Dulce decided; some names were harder than others. Take for instance, Aurëwen. She settled some feet away, nodding in agreeance to Aure's declaration. Pretty nice, yeah. The two of them wallowed in the silence for a moment, each basking in thoughts of what might come to be. 

Now that they were away from the border, Dulce thought that it might be nice to have some conversation -- normal, non-diplomatic conversation. Why are you here? she asked, wondering what might have drawn the blanchard from her home. It was a beautiful day, but that went without saying; they just needed something to get the ball rolling!