Aura sat on a half-rotten tree stump and sighed. She’d forgotten just how hard some of the things were to do, and just how draining… and didn’t want to risk exhausting herself when she was nowhere near anywhere safe. She could probably reach the relative sanctuary of the upper canopy if she was really too tired to get back, but didn’t want to sleep up there if there were still ‘unsavoury characters’ on the prowl… At least it had stopped raining sometime ago, although she guessed there was more on the way, judging by the scent on the wind; she didn’t particularly enjoy getting wet, as even a slight breeze would usually chill her pretty thoroughly.
She slithered down into the grass beside her tree stump, leaned back against the soggy bark and fiddled with the stone at her wrist. The criss-cross of fine, flat silver chain had again skewed sideways, and although the stone still sat on her palm, the two places the chain crossed were now on the sides of her wrist, rather than across the energy point at the centre of her wrist. She sighed and straightened it out, wondering if she should get some gum or something to hold things in place…
She gave the Handstone a thoughtful look. Hadn’t Rej said the Stones could be used for defensive purposes as well…? If she could master that then at least she wouldn’t feel so insecure out here, on the ground… She settled back on the tree stump, closed her eyes, and concentrated.
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