[h2]Miina Malina[/h2]

Two days later, and Miina [i]still[/i] couldn't help but sulk over her failure. The dispel had worked perfectly, but her ability to [i]follow through[/i] was terrible, and unfortunately the betrayer got away. Now, of course, the entire country was up in arms over them; how was that fair? They hadn't [i]done[/i] anything all that bad. None of them had a way to stop the Grovemaster from just healing everything away as soon as the coast was clear (and it would be very clear indeed after Leviathan).

But sulking wasn't practical, and cleaning and drying her clothes was important. Probably not the most dignified use of magic, but with a bit of needlework too, she'd have her [i]fancy[/i] clothing all patched up by the time they needed to be in a city again or something. And this way, if anyone really needed to go exploring out in the wilderness, she'd at least blend in beyond the hair colour, it'd be fine…

Well, it was easy enough to justify her choice of dress after the fact while she was making sure this looked good.

At Izayoi's question, the small Mystral looked even [i]more[/i] like she'd bitten into a lemon, but sighed and gave an answer. “N-Not far, a few d-d-days at most if th-they've moved. Zeke and I c-came out here a few times. Th-That will put us back t-towards Osprey, though…”

Really, she could only [i]wish[/i] that this was a fishing trip or an excuse to just practice ice magic, but no. Fate of the world and she was probably even further from her brother after all this mess.