She heard a voice as she started in desolation at her poor garden, and turned to the source of the sound. It was Keldava - she seemed small, ashamed, as if she had done some great harm. Skye had heard that she had gone to Halifax when the great storm came, and was relieved that she had been found alright. However.. the reason she had gone to Halifax in the first place was a mystery to the creamy female, although she could have merely gone to collect supplies.
"Keldava! It's good to see that you are alright," she said genuinely. With each passing day, those who had gone from Cercatori d'Arte to trade, or scavenge, or liaise with friends, worried Skye; what if they had been stranded in a foreign pack? A hostile one, perhaps? Skye wished to go out, to find them, but she would not know where to start, and her pack needed her here. It was a horrible decision she had to make, but she could not leave d'Arte now, in its time of need.
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