Sirena sat on the ground and was playing with a toy figurine. A knight, dressed in all black. It was clear that she was in a bad mood when she suddenly threw it and started crying. "Why? Why do they get to do whatever they want to us?"
Painted Doll had hardly noticed the girl sitting not ten feet away until something skidded across the dirt and hit her foot. Peering curiously down, she was surprised to see a figurine. It was nothing like the collection of dolls she had in her tent, and so she had no interest in claiming it as her own, but it did draw her attention towards the one that had thrown it. Picking the toy up, Doll crossed to Sirena, dropping the toy in front of her and tapping her foot irritably.