as comfortable as it is to be home in ironhaven, she longed for all the people she’d met during her plenty of voyages. she’d taken some stale bread from the the tavern bins and sat outside, despite the rainfall. anya pulls at the bread– hard as it may be– before throwing it to the birds that waddle on the ground before her. the crunching of steps on the pebbles causes her head to whip up in surprise. “oh ! did you come to feed the birds as well ??”
‘‘ you’re feeding the birds? ‘‘ selena inquired in surprise, taking a few more steps towards anya. she’d considered her somewhat of a friend before, though they had not seen each other in a while. ‘‘i was just going back inside actually .. does the rain not bother you?’‘

















