We all got points to prove

It was very early in the morning when Avacyn started making her way back toward home. She wasn't usually one to be out all night or not come home before it got too dark to travel, but her own curiosity and interest in finding the last finishing touches she needed for her new weapon of choice kept her out far later than anticipated. She traveled all the way out to the mountains in the north after hearing whispers of caves that hid gemstones and precious metals, hoping she might find the right kind of metals or maybe even some crystals she could include in the fang covers she was making to match her father's. She wasn't even entirely sure what she was looking for, she only knew that once she found it she would know that's what she was looking for. If nothing else she'd be able to find some stuff to add to her collection and to make other projects with, but her top priority was finishing the serrated fang covers she felt like she had been working on for ages.

The only thing she didn't really anticipate when she set out was just how far away those mountains were or how long it would take for her to look for what she needed—not to mention how hard the work was to actually mine those stones and metals out of the rocks around them. By the time she had enough stuff to fill the small satchel she brought the sun had already disappeared. She sent one of her ravens on ahead of her to let her parents know where she was so they wouldn't worry, but she didn't have any supplies with her to spend the night out in the wilderness. She didn't think to pack any food or something to sleep on and hunting with it being this dark was nearly impossible. Stubbornly, she started making her way back toward the island through the night and by the time she reached the land bridge the sun had begun to rise and she was exhausted from no sleep on top of the headache she had from squinting through the dark all night.

As she began to cross the land bridge she looked up toward the opposite shore and spotted Desponia walking toward the land bridge like she was going to leave the island. Avacyn blinked and squinted at the woman that was technically her half-aunt or something of the sort, wondering to herself where she could be going. She didn't particularly care where Desponia went or why she was leaving—it wasn't like it was her job to keep up with someone her mother named a slave... or was it? What exactly was included in her responsibilities as Gnata? She was too tired to remember so just to cover her bases she met Desponia before she could start to cross and stopped her, barely noticing the limp she had as she was slowly walking. "Where are you going?" she questioned, attempting to hold herself like she wasn't actually ready to just fall over and go to sleep on the sand.

WC: 520
Total: 780/2500

"Avacyn Mendacium"