Sun Mote Copse I'll steal a car, or a bike or whatever there is to steal

Wraen had a peaceful moment of contemplation of her own. She had returned to the watch-tower boulder near the western borders, where it offered her a perfect view over the lands that stretched beyond Firebirds' claim. There she had climbed up, settled down and idly observed the surroundings from her makeshift throne, while her mind wandered. 

Now and then her thoughts returned to Arcturus in the mountains, then they thought about friends and family she had not seen for a very long time. Random scenes from either the past or her stories wove through the colourful fabric. She even fell asleep for a bit, until she caught sound of someone approaching and turned to see Niamh.

Wraen did not leave her spot to go down and greet her, but watched her come close enough to be spoken to. "What's up, Niamh?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and preparing herself to be amused.