Storm flinches back when Vesta bursts into tears and her wings flutter. She looks away awkwardly until Vesta starts explaining.

Storm stares at Vesta who is staring down and then she chuckles. "Oh man. You must be in a real bind to come to me."

She sighs and looks around. Then she half turns and waves to Vesta. 

"Come with me." She turns to begin walking, grabbing her crackling glaive from its place against a nearby wall. 

She walks through the village, greeting those she passes by name and smiling at them while they exchange quick pleasantries. She leads Vesta all the way to the edge of the village and past the wall. Never once looking back to see if Vesta is following, she leads them up to the forest and in. 

There is a clearly well traveled path winding through the trees. It is wide enough for one person to pass through. Storm ducks under branches occasionally but the branches are above Vesta's head with no need for her to duck. They walk for several minutes until they come to a very small clearing. 

The clearing is a small circle of flattened earth that has a large flat rock in the center and nothing else. All around the space, the trees lean slightly, providing plenty of shelter while leaving a gap in the bare branches to see the open sky. 

Storm steps aside and gestures to the rock. "Have a seat."

She finds a tree to lean against with her glaive resting nearby within reach. She crosses her legs at the ankle and folds her arms across her chest then watches Vesta. Her tail flicks slowly behind her while her colorful wings are folded against her back.

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