the living are hungry; daena

[Lexa]

the dead are gone, and the living are hungry.

Lexa’s smile widens, returning Daena’s own. “I’m glad to hear that you like it here, and that you’ve had the chance to do some investigating.” Her eyes briefly glance around at the surrounding territory, hoping that the mare has been able to visit more of the Jungle than this particular spot. “What’s your favourite place been so far?” She can think of some particularly nice hidden spots deep in the Jungle, but she doesn’t know if the mare will have dared to venture so deep into the uninhabited part of the kingdom. “And have you had the chance to meet any of the sisters yet?”

lexa