Northstar Vale Forever Waiting for a Sign

He sounded a bit official, polite at best. His concern for her was innocent and caused a gentle rumble of a giggle to leave her coal black lips. She felt a bit daft for laughing but couldn't help herself. "I can assure you, I am quite okay out here."

Was Gracious really that old to look weak by herself? She hoped not, she didn't consider herself to be a complete senior or anything. Despite her grey coat, she hadn't aged very much, besides the few silver hairs that came from her stresses of her ocean escape. She'd have to check her coat later for any changes, perhaps her dark spots were fading already.

"I don't need anything, really," her tone was light and fluttery, "except some serenity, and a bit of rain too. And I've already gotten both of those."

She turned her body, now she sat facing him, her back to the pools. "Perhaps, you are in need of something?" It was certainly a philosophical question, she wondered if the male would think or simply make some quick response with formalities. He seemed like a smart one, but she felt curious about his other traits.