Sawtooth Spire Duracell Rabbit

She was back home and feeling much better, though Quell didn't feel quite as spirited as usual. The migraine had taken a lot out of her and she was worried what it might mean about the state of her head. Were debilitating headaches going to become her norm? Or had it been a fluke? Was it safe to go about her life as normal or should she take precautions to avoid prompting another headache? Not that she knew what had triggered this last one...

The yearling meandered thoughtfully through the slopes of her still new home, a spot of bright color catching her eye. Elfie, she thought, hesitating. He hadn't wanted much to do with her the last time, so Q wasn't sure she should approach. But she hadn't seen much of anyone else since her return the other day, so a thirst for company compelled her toward him, half certain he wouldn't want to provide said company.

"Yo, Elfie," she drawled casually as she approached him, "mind if I join ya?"