![]() Timestamp: 32th of Summer 512 AV Where: Thunder Bay Who: Aela, Vaas Morning would come again in Thunder Bay, and with it the life of a new day. The breeze from the ocean extended outward, cooling the lands, unhindered by the rays of the approving sun. There was a calming silence in the air, only being interrupted by the call of animals every now and again, as they rose for the day. Awaking that morning for Aela had been different than normal. While she usually found herself lost amongst the sheets, and nestled in the comfort of her bed, which tended to make her want to sleep even more. She had spent the night sleeping in a bag on the grounds in the wild. The simple nap sack held no rival to the bunk that she was used to sleeping in, and the lowered elevation took it's tole as well. It all came together to form what was a night's rest, but none to deep of sleep. She slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her limbs felt stiff from being in the same position for a short time, and even caused her muscles to make a popping sound as she stretched out her arms and legs. Looking down at the wound on her arm, Aela noticed that it looked a bit discolored. Wind Dancer had clamped onto her arm the day before and punctured her skin. She had wrapped it before she went to sleep, but it had fallen off during the night, as she had made a quick job of it. The day before when it happened, the pain had dulled by the time they reached the log cabin, and at that point Aela was more interested in having fun. She didn't think to wrap it until that night just before bed, which was why she had done it rather quickly. She looked closer at her arm, the wound was closing up, and had started to itch as it slowly healed. She gently moved her fingers over it and covered her arm, anything to resist the urge to scratch it. A sudden snorting sound caught her attention, and she turned to look around. Vaas still laid asleep beside her and seemed to be dreaming peacefully. It was a wonder to the little huntress, and she couldn't imagine what a blind person dreamed about. Was it darkness, surrounded by sounds? Or perhaps something else, something that she could never experience or understand. Whatever it was, he seemed to be happy, and she didn't want to wake him. Aela smiled and shook her head, as she turned away and quietly slipped out of the tent. It was still very early in the day, and the atmosphere reflected the serene feeling that was morning. Aela stretched her body again, clasping her fingers together, turning her palms outward and extending her arms as far as they would reach. She felt a calm wash over her, and suddenly leaving the cabin and returning to the city seemed a waste. Vaas hadn't said how long he planned to stay that day, but Aela hoped they'd have enough time to go for another swim at least. Standing outside the tent, Aela wrapped her arms over her chest. She decided not to do anything for the moment, just to stand there and enjoy the simple things in life. The world around her was a dangerous place, and predators lurked throughout the lands. But there was also a beauty to it all, a wondrous blend of evolution untouched by mankind. It was enough to humble even an Endal, although probably not for long, but Aela could see it. The young Avora would enjoy it for what it was and take none for granted. Looking up, a familiar squawk caught her attention, and she spotted Wind Dancer just as he landed, finding a perch on a tree. "I guess you're an early riser too.." ![]() |