Terre Haute expedition: Camping Day 1

[lord_wizard]

[It's been a more or less uneventful day of travel for the expedition team. Not unexpected for the first leg of such a trip, and with any luck, it will stay that way.

As the sun starts to get low in the sky, Felix signals the group with a sharp whistle to stop, shortly after he feels the change. They've entered the Dead Zone. That sudden loss of power for anyone used to that sort of thing. Not an easy thing to adjust to, at first.]

"We've crossed into the border of the Dead Zone now. We should stop here for the night. Those of you with experience, help set up camp as needed. And I recommend a few of you working out a watch schedule. You never can tell what might be out here."

SET UP | CAMPFIRE | IN THE NIGHT

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[wolfchild]

[ An odd combination of tired and wired, Arya skirts most of the group, keeping to herself. She hugs close to Nymeria and Aemon—but she still feels like a limb is missing. She feels diminished, Aemon is tired and Nymeria hates the Dead Zone so it's better for all that she keep aside she figures.

She hobbles Aemon and removes some meat for Nymeria when she realizes the wolf is gone. Concern makes her alert. If she were to attack anyone...

She does not relax when she sees the wolf smelling Zelos. Just in case, she whistles and tosses the meat far so Nymeria has to run after it. Then Arya kneels by him. ]

Zelos?

[ She shakes him gently. When there's no response, she shakes her head. Retrieving Aemon, she hobbles him again by the tree. When Nymeria returns, Arya is sitting beside him and weaving a leaf crown using the trick Legolas taught her. She carefully sets on his head, looping strands of his own hair around it to keep it in place. Task done, she curls up at his side, tucking her feet behind him. A call and Nymeria lays down next to her, nuzzling Arya's neck and chest. ]

Poor girl. It must hurt for you. [ Nymeria huffs. Arya strokes the warm fur until both girl and direwolf finally sleep too. ]