Sorry guys, I meant to post this sooner... let's just say I'm not in a very good space emotionally right now. Previously by @Mr. Blackstar : Nova was inside cooking dinner and heard something. He ran out to the barn, worried. He got there and saw Cassian falling from a rope he was trying to climb. Nova shook his head, "Tristan. Help your brother up and make sure he doesn't try that again, please. I need to finish dinner and not supervise a buck who can't climb a rope." "Sure thing, Nova," Tristan said. "Could I help you with dinner?" Xavia asked. "Sure thing," he said, leading her inside. She followed and stepped inside the house. "How are you?" Nova asked. "I'm good. I'm really happy here," she said, with a touch of sadness in her eyes. "What is it?" "I-I want a friend..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stormy looked up and down the forest path suspiciously. She had been asked to deliver an order of groceries to a farm a couple minutes down the road but she turned down the wrong road at the intersection, realizing too late. She scowled. "Way to go, Stormy... now your never gonna be asked to make deliveries!" She cursed under her breath as she shifted the parcels in her arms before turning back down the road. She walked down the road for a good twenty minutes before she found the intersection. Sighing, she crossed it and headed down the right road and soon saw the farmhouse. She struggled up the porch steps and knocked on the door, trying to not appear frustrated. The door opened and she saw Xavia. Stormy studied her expression a moment before she remembered. "Xavia, right? We met in the forest a couple weeks ago... I think?" Stormy thought aloud. Xavia smiled. "Yah! You're Stormy?" She nodded, trying to balance the heavy groceries. "Here, let me take some of those," Xavia offered as she took some of the packages. Holding the door open, she motioned Stormy inside. Once the deliveries were safely on the table, Stormy readjusted her satchel over her shoulder. "Well, I better get going." Xavia looked at her with what looked like despair. But she smiled. "Would you stay for dinner?" She offered. Stormy fidgeted with her bag strap. "Well..." she hesitated. Xavia gave her a sly look. "Its settled. You'll join us!" Stormy coughed. "Well, I wouldn't want to impose or-" Xavia wiggled a finger at her. "You won't!" Xavia then began to work in the kitchen, adding some chopped veggies to a pot over the fire. Stormy sighed and began to help, hoping she wouldn't mess anything up.