{SE} the sun has fallen over

Lena

hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul

Lena would hardly let a familiar animal go by without some form of treat in scratches, food, or both, and she could only smile wider at Anju’s statement and the dragon’s reaction. To be fair to the lizard, given the nature of her antics, training, and any other necessities, she’d rarely have the opportunity to become plump or idle. Brushing her hands to show they were empty, she gave one last scratch along the top of her head, before angling for more wood.

Snagging at another bundle of broken twigs, the Caretaker could only nod, understanding the notions entirely. “It’s too bad we don’t have many interested.” Leadership wasn’t an easy thing, and Stormbreak had seen so many debacles, it was understandable as to why no one wanted to commit to such a role. “For what it’s worth, I think you’re doing a great job.” Reassurance, if anything else, gentle and obliging, came on a hum and a light, easygoing breath of air.

She glanced down though, cringing inwardly at interrupting Anju when she’d sought to be alone, away from the constant need of others. “Sorry.” As for her own wellbeing, Lena brushed it aside. “I’m okay. Working on getting a healing staff from Frey.”

and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all