Shaylly straightened the goggles around her neck and flicked the hood of her jacket over her head. She hung her ear buds, that had dropped and were falling loosely from the base that sit in her pant pocket, and tucked them in to the front of her shirt. Little did she know that her crash in to Isam would allow her to hear Sun's urgent calling.

She took one last deep breath as she regained her composure. The interruption to her normal morning routine was unwelcome but seemed to be in truth an accident; she could not blame the stranger for her unattentiveness. "Forget about it" she said, not wanting to apologize but not wanting him to linger on the incident that seemed to be both their faults. His heavy accent drew a curiosity out of her. They had a few strict foreigners but it was hard for anyone out side of the states to get to the land, leta lone all the way through to their safe haven. The entire planet was in shambles, littered with the Dead and the ones willing to do anything to survive. Shay tilted her head, looking at Isam. He was a handsome man and she very much liked his beard and long hair. "My name is Shaylly" she said finally, extending her gloved hand to him. The Land was too small of a home to not eventually get to know people. Sooner or later everyone would know each other on a personal level or they would have to resize the city. She didn't think it was smart to have enemies within her own city; they had enough of them on the outside.

Shaylly's attention was caught when she saw a glimmer of light shining above. She knew who this was, Anora, flying above as their main warrior and protector. She learned a lot of her skills from the Harpies and had a lot of respect for them. She found it curious though of Anora's flight pattern. Something wasn't right. Every day was the same, her flight of surveillance was the same. She could feel the slight difference and it put her internally on edge. 

Suddenly, Shaylly's eyes were torn from the sky by the sound of her name being called. She recognized the voice immediately and the concern she felt for Anora's flight pattern only increased seeing Sun searching intensely for her; something was definitely not right. Down the street she saw the boy running and shouting her name. She called back to him, waving her arm. "Sun! Over here!" As Sun would make his way over towards her and Isam, Shaylly bit her lip with concern, looking down at him. Standing at 5"7 she was normally a formative figure for a woman but especially in comparison to little Sun. She felt much love and care for Sun though, and revered him with immense respect due to his important abilities as a Blessed One. He was, to her, a symbol of sweet innocence, something that seemed rare in their current times. Sun was one who could instantly put her in a calm state.

Shay glanced to Isam, unsure if he knew who Sun was. She didn't want to assume the worst so she let her furrowed brow relax and forced a wide smile for him. "What's up buddy? What can I do for you?"