Wishing well

Exploring was hardly one of Caelia's pasttimes; an adventure like this was a far cry from a usual day for her. Though she didn't necessarily regret her trip up to the north, part of her wondered why she'd come at all. She had so much to learn, but what could she possible gain by traipsing through a cave? Maybe more than she expected, but she found herself doubting she'd get much use out of this trip at all. Maybe staying home and pulling Aurielle aside for another lesson would do her more good...

At least, that was what she assumed. Only the sound of a stranger behind her broke that train of thought, and - after being startled slightly - she wondered if she would get something out of this little journey after all. Her nose wrinkled as she spun around, brows furrowing as she attempted to make out the stranger's silhouette in the darkness. The other girl no doubt had the upper hand, thanks to the faint glow of whatever was up ahead, likely illuminating her form, but it was much harder to make out the stranger's features behind her. Caelia was hardly used to meeting strangers, and she felt defensive right away. Had she been followed? Was she about to be ambushed?

Her wariness was outweighed by curiosity, and she had to admit the stranger's voice didn't sound terribly threatening. Her voice had an air of youthfulness that told Caelia she was likely younger than her, though by how much she wasn't sure. "Hello!" She called back, surprised at the way her voice seemed to dissipate rather than bounce off the cavern's walls. Slowly she took a few careful strides forward, still squinting and trying to make out her figure. "Are you familiar with this place?" Caelia inquired once she was within earshot, her own head tilting slightly. "It's not quite what I expected," she admitted, sounding friendly enough, that she hadn't quite managed to force a smile yet.