Milk and Honey

Even though the Spring days were warm, the nights were still chilly. It was still too cold out to find any fireflies. Ashemdai walked through the evenly placed trees, sighing to himself, remembering that moment. That day had been such a mix of good and bad that he still didn't totally know what to think of it. The trees here were fragrant, and the almost full grown was finding it hard to keep his mind off of the coming season. He would be an adult. He needed to be responsible. He needed to do the right thing, right? He didn't know how!

He noticed a white form ahead and almost thought it was his mother. No- the scent was different. This was Mercy, Revenge's brother. He hadn't really talked to Mercy ever, but he knew she was a strong fighter. Without getting too close, Ashmedai called, "Just isn't a good night for sleep, is it?"