My kind of rebirth tasted like blood

Atreyu was reflecting to herself in a quiet glen near one of the many beaver dens that littered the area when she heard the approach of Alaric. His pun did bring a smirk to her face, though it hung awkwardly in the air until he spoke again as she wasn't sure what a good come back would be, "It is a good day for reflection, meditation even, if you're feeling ambitious enough." It did seem that the earth stood still today, a much needed peace settling over their little part of the world. They needed a quiet day where nothing happened to them, time to breathe and relax once again after everything on the isle. Atreyu felt a pang of loss as she thought back to the worm, the grizzly end of Vayne. Biting back her tears, Atreyu gives Alaric a smile, "What are you out doing today?"

OOC: Sorry it's so short <3
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