tell me

Rhythm didn’t wander far from Abaven, especially not without an escort. Partly to keep herself safe because she was a vulnerable old woman, and mostly to keep the anxiety of her family subdued. They had suffered too much loss recently and she didn’t want to add herself to that collection. However close her end may be.

Her old bones carried her to the hot spring, a place she hadn’t visited in nearly a decade. The water was warm in most pools, since the volcanic activity was reducing it was once more safe to relax within. Her chocolate brown frame lowered slowly into the relief giving water. A soft sigh of contentment left her lips as Feather watched from above. She’d sound an alarm if need be.