tell me

Eventually Rhythm would have to start getting back to Abaven, but she’d at least mentioned her whereabouts to Poem before heading off. She spent a good amount of time with the child, and they easily bonded over memories of her departed mother. For now she could linger, and maybe get back into the warm water of the springs.

Lúta mentioned she hadn’t even arrived until after the eruption occurred, not that it was difficult to see its aftermath especially now. Rhythm perked her chocolate ears as she was asked to make a fire for tea. Though she often made tea, and much less often made fires, the two had never crossed her mind. ”That sounds marvelous. Let me see...” Her features suddenly pointed to the canopy above. ”Feather, please fetch me a flint and steel.” Rhythm requested softly.

”We’ll have a fire lickety split. While she gets that I’ll need to gather a bit of wood.” She perked her gray marked ears towards Lúta, ”Don’t bother yourself too much, but if you could point me towards a couple big dried branches?” She requested softly.