The move to somewhere drier, somewhere more protected from the chilly breeze that kicked up off the ocean, had served Wake rather well. Enough to break up the cough that still racked his lungs, enough to finally getting him sleeping through the night. The sleep apnea that had plagued the boy, leaving him tired all the goddamn time, had finally become a thing of the past as well.

Sheltered for his own good, though no stranger to the carnage going on in the background. Raiders and peace have a strained relationship as it is. Wake doesn't know anything else, hell he can't know anything else. Would he even want to?

A bright, chilly autumn afternoon hangs around his shoulders as he makes his way through Redbud Nook. Gaze keen, eyes bright. They were only just getting settled, and Wake has it in his head that this is the place he's going to go looking for poppies here. They said he could put whatever plants he wanted in the garden, may as well pick something useful.

WAKE UP

Avoiding the strife of her own home life, Lumine was taking to navigating more than she thought she would. A cool Autumn breeze ruffles her coat as she makes it down the slopes of Fenrir's Maw toward the east. Ahead of her, near Mount Volkan, a grove of cherry blossoms stood barren and rather uninviting. She knows its a prettier place to be during the Spring and Summer, but she could at least get a good start here. Crossing over borders and into the grove, Lumine looks around. Her steely gaze notices how birds have safely built their nests, tucking into the nooks and crannies of the branches. Different ground dwelling animals have burrowed deep beneath trunks and roots. This place is a safe haven for many animals alike and she wonders if wolves feel the same way. It would be a rather good place for them to expand to some day what with its well drained soil and stable ground system maintained by the trees around it, she continues to wander through the trees until a painted boy catches her eye. Stopping in her tracks, she watches him for a moment with canted head. "What're you doing?" Lumine calls out, not quite polite, but not rude either. Walking closer to him, she keeps her distance, just enough that he can't lunge at her, but they could still talk without shouting. Lumine Trygg

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