Sorry for the wait! Tricked you! Replying with Rore instead of Nay >.<.

Her long, slender hands were covered in the dark rich soil of St. Pepin's. As she set down the vine clippers and turned south, knowing that she was probably the closest to whoever stood on their borders howling, the ivory lady stared at her previously delicate hands. They were not built for long hours of work in the hot sun, and calluses had already marred her soft skin. Yet the earthy smell that seemed to constantly coat them now more than made up for that, and before departing from the vineyards she raised her fingers up to her nostrils and inhaled slowly. Chlorophyll and dirt, there was perhaps no better scent that Farore could think of. With a wide grin her long strides brought quickly to the waiting man.

Upon arrival the dark amethyst eyes of the girl flitted from one creature to the next, man, the large perched bird, and the smaller caged one. The companion animal she understood—almost. Saluce had that horse, whom she had grown to like, but why anyone would want to make a perfectly good meal a friend was still slightly puzzling to her. And they caged one? Was that a gift for Dahlia? Yet so small it was, it would barely make half a meal. Farore let the ideas of feathered lunches pass as she bowed her head just slightly to the man. "Can I help ya with somethin'?"

Hehe, just had too much going on with Nayru. She can act in her sister’s place though.

Farore listened patiently as the man explained her mission, but before his words were even over she already knew the answer to his plight. His sister was not in Dahlia de Mai. If she were, Farore would have noticed. Who wouldn’t have seen a stranger sporting pink hair and with two children attached to her hip? No the girl was not here, but Farore waited until the man had finished his piece before she spoke. “I’m sorry Niro, but your sister is not within these borders. ” If Farore possessed the cool tact of her sister the next words that came forth would never have occurred, but as the more outgoing of the three siblings the tall woman had no qualms about her next words. “Are you perhaps looking for someone who does not wish to be found?”

If he was, Farore could sympathize. It was not that Nayru did not wish to be found, but once found the woman refused to leave Dahlia de Mai. Despite all Farore’s efforts Nayru was committed to the members of this pack, and Farore only hung around because she did not know what else to do with herself. Now she was simply attending to the duties all the members were expected to perform, but she only did so with half her heart. When she worked in the vineyards, digging her hands into the rich soil, then she could give it her all. But this, this wasn’t what she loved to do. Titling her head at the man, she smiled and shrugged, as if to say ‘What are you gonna do?’ “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

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When the man explained his sister’s predicament Farore immediately regretted her hasty words. Perhaps in a sense they were true, the woman didn’t want to be found by someone but it was probably not Niro that she and her children were hiding from. Although the tall ivory lady said nothing to amend her small social transgression, amethyst eyes gave the man a sympathetic look. That such evil deeds were done upon others was a sad fact of the world they lived in, but to dwell on such matters would surely eat away at one’s heart. Farore couldn’t bear to imagine what had been done to the man’s sister and so while she was sorry for implying that his sister did not want to be found by him, she said no more on the subject, hoping that it would fade into the background and be forgotten for a while.

Instead she focused on the man’s other words, tilting her head to the side and nodding her head slightly as he spoke. Farore knew Nayru was interested in trade, but exactly what Nayru sought for Dahlia de Mai to obtain she was not sure. The clothes would probably be of no use to them, as they mostly chose to walk about naturally, but for other purposes the leathers might come in handy. “What are you looking to trade for? Dahlia de Mai specializes in wines and growing herbs…” Yes, they had a plethora of that now. And then he said something more and Farore smiled again, wide and warmly. “I am not a leader, but she is my sister. She is busy now but I can speak for her.” Nayru had not given her the authority, but Farore knew her sister well enough to guess how Nayru would wish this meeting to go.