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Sparrow leaned against the rough cavern exterior as she was sewing together pets of the rabbits and squirrels she had trapped, finding peace in her work. She needed that now, more than anything in the world, peace. It seemed to evade her, though, and she soon became resigned that peace won't be handed to her by the world easily. Not after what she had been through, even. It made her a little upset as she came to this conclusion, but soon she calmed down by busying herself with the cloak that was due for the beginning of fall. She had caught the pelts necessary for the cloak that was meant for the dog's boy, and began the actual crafting of the coat for the silent youth.
She had barely started on the collar when she heard the call--her mind automatically went to the worse case scenario, that Inferni was being attacked by another Boreas straggler. But, she listened closely to the last few notes, and became a bit more relieved, though she remained slightly nervous; the howl was not warning of danger, but for a gathering, though the caller gave her confusion. Nonetheless, everyone was being summoned by Myrika for whatever reason, and she was not going to ignore her friend. The woman stuffed the pelts back into her den, having to crawl on all fours, grabbed her cloak and went off to the Mansion.
It was soon she made it to D'Neville where her sister, Ithiel, Myrika, and an elderly woman was already present. Sparrow glanced at Vesper's face, as if trying to get a hint of what was going on by her expression. But, it only lasted for a moment before she looked away and murmured a greeting to the four coyotes, and watched the gingermaned one curiously.
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