The start of something

Ballad enjoyed the quiet of the orchard most days, sometimes Legion members wandered around causing ruckus but today there was peace. She lay sphynx like under the near bare limbs as she prayed quietly to Tor and Fenris for guidance. She didn’t often take up the later of the two in name, but she felt with everything she asked the both of them would need consulted if she wished for her life to find its completeness. She was silent, and recognized the foot falls of her sibling. Ballad kept her eyes closed as he greeted her. ”I think you do.” She told him bluntly, not missing the time he had been gone or the scents on his pelt. She worried for Eris, and she hoped this meant she was returned.