Finn'd wanted to talk to Haveli at the feast, of course, but the new riders and their hatchlings were the stars of the evening, and it had been hard enough to get in a glimpse and a wave of well-wishes before she'd been crowded out again. It wasn't Haveli's fault at all though, of course, and Finn'd resolved to catch up with her later. It'd been easy, after all, to find the time in the last turn. They'd been quite the pair, going most places and doing most things together, if only out of not having anyone else to go and do things with... so it was almost a bit of a surprise when, the day after the hatching, Finn had... no one, to stand beside in chores or lessons. How many times did she turn to say something to her friend, only to find an empty place, open air, instead?
It was a bit more lonesome, perhaps, than she'd expected. More lonesome than she'd felt since the turn before'd begun, or thereabouts. Habits were hard to break, and now she didn't have much choice. All the same, she'd gone wandering to one of the spots she's spent hours with Haveli in, idly musing rather than chattering about this or that or the other. It was frankly too quiet without her friend... but it'd be okay. And in truth, she was far happier for the other girl than she could ever be jealous. At least one of them would never be alone again, right? And she herself still had ample time to find her partner too. It'd happen. Probably. Right?
She was so caught up in her mental wanderings that Haveli's arrival went briefly unnoticed... and when she turned to go, and instead came face to face with the very friend she'd been dwelling on, the girl yelped, leaping on the spot and then sagging, one hand clutching her chest. "Shards, Haveli! You scared me half between!"
