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Every night it feels like the same thing for Helena. The day she died continuously plays in her dream night after night, the same thoughts crowd her mind. "What could I have done differently? If I survived then, would I have been able to stop my home from crumbling?" after awakening from another one of the same dream, she surveys the area her and the others slept. A desolate wasteland was not the first choice of where any of the girls would've wanted to sleep. But they were all exhausted from an entire day of traveling from one town to the next, looking for any warrior who would help their cause. The fire had died out leaving nothing but a few smoldering embers, and the sky is just beginning to brighten as the sun approaches, giving Helena just enough light to see everything in the area. Nothing threatens the campsite, though it would be difficult to sneak up on them as there was hardly any cover to go on, Save for a few dead trees, boulders and bushes. no sign of animals or enemy raiders in the immediate area, but off in the distance Helena can hear a few critters going about their business.  The thought of it being a lizard kept her on edge as she secretly doesn't like them at all. As long as whatever it was kept it's distance she could rest easy.
See spots Rose still asleep, but she's clinging to something.... As Helena focuses on the thing in question, a tail twitch gives sign that it was Tora in Rose's grasp. A thought comes to mind... They slept together ever since the two met, and they've met what Helena thought was days, was really nearly a month. She wonders if there could be something special between the both of them. They both look tranquil, Helena would give anything to feel what they felt. Peaceful bliss. But the princess knew that she wouldn't be at peace until this war was over. The man responsible must be stopped from taking the rest of the world the way he took her whole life away...