[Ronan is looking up toward the sky, where Chainsaw is freely flapping away. She notes his movement and dives back toward the grass, landing a few paces ahead of them with a soft croon. She hops along for a moment or two before quickly getting overwhelmed by all the feet thundering around the place for supplies and returning to her normal perch on Ronan's shoulder.
He glances toward Adam at the question, hands still idly in his pockets as they make their way toward one of the houses.]
You can still feel it, right? Cabeswater. [Ronan shrugs, kicking at a tuft of grass and uprooting it from the ground.] I was there the other night.
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He glances toward Adam at the question, hands still idly in his pockets as they make their way toward one of the houses.]
You can still feel it, right? Cabeswater. [Ronan shrugs, kicking at a tuft of grass and uprooting it from the ground.] I was there the other night.