she's been outside for several hours now roxanne and phi are somewhere, she hasn't tried to figure out where specifically. micah just felt a need to return to the place she felt most at home. dainty hands grip knotted rope, ever changing optics set to the large tree. at least until a new presence causes her to stir. he's familiar, and the massive essence knows what he wants isn't here. so she'll hope corrupt veins decide to turn heel and leave.










