[open] The sun is waking; Noah, any residents

[Noah]

The first sign that all is not well outside of her little haven is the sudden influx of visitors. When all is well in the outside world, nobody even remembers the Pampas exists. In those quiet months, it has just been Noah and Noma and Aodhan, with the occasional friendly face every few months. All of that, recently, is changing.

Spring is barely even a thought in the air, but wildflowers still trail her as she wanders towards the stranger, leaving her daughter asleep warm in a thicket somewhere behind her. Someone has to greet all of these people, and it’s technically her job. Usually, if she dilly-dallies, Aodhan will beat her to it; but today she hasn’t seen him approach yet and so she walks over instead, keeping her dark wings tucked tightly against her sides for warmth.

“Hello,” she murmurs when she is close enough, smiling just a little. “I’m Noah. What brings you to the Brilliant Pampas?” Even as she stands, calm though normally her heart would be racing at the potential threat. It’s suspicious, though she can’t seem to get her body to respond the way she normally would. She’s glad, in a way she can’t quite pinpoint, that she left Noma behind – at least for now.

@[Ilma]