((Yay new thread! ...Tyalla has a room too! Currently it's the one with the blood splattering the sheets, and crumbled black dust everywhere from absorbed leaves... ))

Tyalla's still quite tired. She stands and limps back into her room, letting Elkandar have some time to think for a bit. She hates to destroy such a beautiful field, but the grass will grow back and she needs the energy yet again.

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No response but- hey, wait, there IS a response at last! Shada slowly closes the basket, puts it gently down and the floor, and turns away. There is still no pain or emotion registering on her face, but by the way she moves, almost trance-like, it's probably shock.