{SE} sing me a song

Maeve

Maeve grins as the treeflit offers a few more notes before snatching the stone away and leaving a shiny beetle behind instead. It watches them for a moment longer before disappearing back into the underbrush. The Nightshade straightens, reaching for the beetle and noting that it is very much dead, dried out and perfectly preserved. She holds it in her palm, turning it over carefully with her finger tip, examining the insect before she turns back to Sah. "I wouldn't be surprised if there were more lingering around, but I think that's as good of a greeting we're going to get."

She says with a laugh, rising to her feet, "Are you heading home from here or back to Torchline?"

But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush