Another new place.
Caelia sat on the shore of Lake Horatio, listening to the soft sound of water lapping against the earth beneath her. She sighed, enjoying the quiet sounds of nature surrounding her. Memories of the battle in the Tangleweaves were still fresh. The voice that had accompanied her had been silent ever since, and she had yet to figure out how to call it back to her. So, she was alone.
Again.
Movement caught her eye. The Faerin turned her head slightly, watching curiously as a shape emerged from the trees nearby. A blonde woman, rather tall and well built, stepped from the trees and headed towards the water. Caelia just watched her for a few moments as she moved. There was a grace to her movement, but a sense of strength as well. She'd seen her, Caelia realized, during the fight in the Tangleweaves.
What was her name, though?
Unaware that the other was likely very aware of her presence, she cleared her throat a little, smiling gently across the space between them.
It's really quite beautiful out here, isn't it? Far nicer than what we left behind in the Tangleweaves... I'm Caelia, by the way. I remember seeing you...there...in the fight. You're, um, an archer, right?
She spoke softly, not needing to raise her voice across the distance. She didn't want to disturb the relative peace in this moment she was now sharing with a stranger.
@Gwyn ap Herne