Sun’s rays shining upon her, she decides to take this day off to finish on a project that she’s been meaning to finish for the longest time. Skilled in sewing, fabric lays on her lap, anticipating to be stitched up and be created into a fine dress. While this was something that she never thought she’d have time for, much less do in the first place, the water, merely feet from her, as well as the calm, quiet serenity brings her peace as she works.
When today was over, the dress will soon be finished.
– And she’s awoken with a scream, the result of a nightmare that
had decided to plague her dreams. She hadn’t been sleeping well
lately; the dark circles were present on her visage, and she was paler.
She knew that it she needed to take better care of herself and, if she
wasn’t careful, people might try to make her sty back.
Trembling, she runs her hands through her hair, taking deep breaths to
calm her heart, which was beating rapidly like a drum. Hopefully, she
didn’t wake up anyone. Heaven knows they all lacked sleep as it was.
"If you hope to sneak up to scare me with those loud footsteps,
perhaps you need to work harder at being quiet.“
“You’re injured. Please, let me mend your wounds, at least until
we get you to the infirmary."
“Ahh, it’s good to see that it hasn’t changed much since I left.
I hope I wasn’t missed too much.”
Has been training all morning long. The dummies used in the training grounds have definitely seen better days, but it’s enough to hold its own as Petra maneuvers herself past the trees, to the target and, raising blades, goes in for the kill.
Satisfied, she takes a break. Sweat is on her forehead, breaths taken to rein in her heartbeat as she reclines her back against the tree.
Keeping hands steady, she’s working rather diligently in the kitchen, a soft humming coming from her as she completes the task at hand. Petra’s had the urge to bake all day, and now that everyone was asleep she would have some desserts ready for the group when they awoke.
Quietly sips her tea whilst looking over paperwork, golden eyes every once in a while moving as she reads over words. Peaceful and quiet it was, though she can’t help but wonder just where everyone else went to.
