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"Crankypants?...Of all the nicknames involving 'pants', I've never had one like that given to me" He chuckled and shook his head, "Oh...damn...I forgot bowls..." he jumped back up and rummaged around the shelf in his wagon.

"Quite a few...but it would be rude of me to repeat them..." He laughed and came back out with the bowls. "The oats are almost done...you wouldn't happen to have any cinnamon, would you? I've run out, and didn't get a chance to buy some when we went into town."

Silver left the circle, never really getting a clear explanation as to Val's reason for the meeting. She limped back toward her wagon. Halfway there, her brain decided to function. AISRHAN! My baby! She's back and I left her alone! I can't believe I... "Oh gods, I'm such an idiot!" She walked as fast as she could back to Weathered Melody, though she wished she was able to run.

Once inside, she scooped up Ais from the bed where she had been snoozing and gave her a giant hug. "Oh my babe, I'm so sorry!" Aisrhan woke up, being squeezed in her mother's arms. This time she didn't protest at being awakened against her will. Only a small hissing giggle escaped her lips.

Silver spent the next day or so in her wagon with Aisrhan. She snacked on what was left of her dried fruit stores, well aware that they may never be able to get more in Mulden, and went outside only to perform necessary bodily functions and wash at the stream. She also went out a few times to let Aisrhan out in the fresh air and let her snack on crickets. Even if she didn't care for it just yet, it wasn't fair of her to keep the poor girl cooped up. She never knew Valelldia had left, didn't know if Leshya'e was alright, she just kept to herself, thinking over what had happened and spending time with her daughter.

[eep...we totally just skipped forward... whee ...Kimie, we can just say that they had breakfats and then Gwynna went on her way to do...uumm...whatever]

((Hehe, sure.

OK! Gwynna & Veshengo eat, Gwynna doesn't know whether she likes him or should smack him, Gwynna does a bit of open-air camping... and will maybe meet more people soon xd ))

Gwynna had been keeping to herself. Overcome by a rather uncharacteristic bout of shyness, she'd hesitated in introducing herself to any of the women. The caravan head had apparently gone off somewhere, in any case, Gwynna was mostly content to be alone. Even though she missed the comaraderie of traveling with a group, just knowing one was nearby was good enough. For now.

She left the little clearing where she'd been camping and headed towards the stream for water.

Halfway between her campsite and the stream, Gwynna spotted a familiar figure. Was this guy always half-dressed? She stood over him silently, wondering how long it would take before his subconscious realized she was there. Just a test, of course!