That day, the day that Ver had arrived bleeding on the borders of Wind Haven, begging for a shelter as a Ward, a place to escape, she thought she had saw something within her. Even though the two had never met before, the scent of fleeting scent of Shadow Veil on her, as Ver fled from the wooded clan to the open meadow, she saw a glimpse of time frozen from the past. I'm proud of you, Charlie. The whisper of the words, voice of chimes, disappeared as soon as it came and was lost into the wind. She had pushed it into the back of her mind to focus on trying to get the Ward to safety to their infirmary and try to get patched up by Lemon or Juba and then had truly forgotten about it. But the thought had come back just briefly as she thought of visiting Ver. Those memories of the past, they had come in and out, always fleeting. She didn't question that they were indeed a time from a past life, as her father had noticed this odd behavior of her acting differently, but she never thought of visiting the past. Never thought of visiting Shadow Veil. So she had chosen to forget it. Ver's health and safety is more important than her broken memories.
Chionodoxa had been preparing a small basket of baked bread and berries along with a bouquet of sunflowers for the patient. It's unfortunate that the clan had been forced to leave their cottages from the landslide. Although her home hat she shared with her family had not been completely destroyed, much of it was unrepairable, including the garden that her father had tended to. Chi had tried to salvage as much as she could to regrow them again in her own garden and the evidence of hard work would provide a wonderful reward of blooming spring and summer flowers and plentiful of crops. It had been a while that she had felt this relaxed and at peace since the natural disaster. It felt that perhaps, there is finally some peace in this world after so much chaos. Humming to herself, the feline would carefully arrange the basket. The little crocodile hatchling that Windwaker won for her from the BoneClan crawls on the table, curious eyes staring at the basket. "Hey now, Baby, we're going to visit someone, want to come along?" she pats the top of the reptile's head and would pick up the baby and put her onto the floor. "Alright, let's go."
Grabbing the basket into her maw, making her way out to the door into the sunlight, the Wind Havener would take in a deep breath of nature. Baby scuttles after her, obedient as always (unlike Windwaker's crocodile who gets easily distracted and loves to chase the butterflies). Making her way across the clearing of the new camp that the clan calls home, Chi would make her way to the other building that would be the place of the infirmary. Chi lightly knocks on the door to announce her presence and pushes the door inward to reveal the lit up large room. Stepping inside, feeling the woods below her creak just a little, the feline makes her way to the table and put down the basket.
"How are you feeling, Ver?" the former honorguard asks of the patient in the bed, making her way over. Baby chirps as she runs after her, and Chi would pick up the hatchling and put her onto the bed of Ver. Two pairs of inquisitive eyes would gaze at Ver curiously.
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