This place is so new and different, so strange and yet oddly satisfying. There’s something about the Night Court that she loves. Despite the recent destruction, there’s a sense of community and she can sense it. She can feel the way the others pull together to help out and she can sense the way that this place has attracted strangers from another court and despite their differences, they work together. Yes, Katniss likes the Night Court. She feels a part of it, even though she has only arrived.
As the sun sets in the west, Katniss meanders through the court. So many have homes already designated but she has not found herself a place to settle down. She’s not used to living behind closed doors, preferring to live beneath the stars as nature had intended. It helps that the court is riddled with stone, remnants of a once great gathering place. It would have to be rebuilt, she was sure of it. And in fact, she intended to help.
The crickets chirp around her and she sighs softly in contemplation. She’s thinking about The Rift, about Metaphor, and about her home. She wonders briefly if Metaphor is alive…and if his heart years for her as hers does him. But this was not a time to dwell on love, when the world was falling apart around her. The Night Court needed her help and so, she put away those silent thoughts, intent to bring them out another day.
Eyes look above her to peer at the constellations. She wonders if they are guiding people closer or if the Gods live among them. It’s a peaceful reflection and she can feel the way a calmness rolls over her…until that calmness turns into uneasiness.
Her eyes slowly lower from the starts and peer around her. Someone is here. Something is moving amongst the shadows and it makes the warrior uneasy. It is now that she wishes she had her armor – something far more protective than only her skin and fur. “Who lurks within the shadows?” Her voice is soft as her eyes scan for movement. She thinks she see the flicker of light and her eyes search harder for the source. “Show yourself.” Perhaps it is simply another member of the Night Court – something that she cause her no distress. But until they say something, she continues to search for the figure in the night.
@Raum
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