Lumikki bit her lip hard as she thought about it, enough to make her bleed. She was laying in bed after a long day of errands and quests. Sore and tired.
She got up and walked over to her desk, slumping herself into her chair and looking over for a pen. Wouldn't suit her to sulk or run away. Wouldn't satisfy her either.
She wrote a note to the wolf in question:
Hey Ùlfr, it's been long enough. Come and meet me in the Orchidia Markets around 6 pm morrow. Dress normal this time, like ye aren't from Blue Pegasus, and if ye could, bring yer guitar.
She considered signing it but what for? No one else calls him Ùlfr or sends ravens to deliver messages. It would be hard to believe he would miss the mark on who was sending him the note.
She slumped back in her chair and groan. "Trygve I need ye to deliver this note ta the boy of that night. The one I said was in the flock."
The bird took a moment to think it over but sure enough, he remembered."If you insist my Lumi. I suppose I'll be sure to bring back his answer as well."
"Good, good..." She said before looking back over to her desk. Wondering if there was something else to do to kill time for the night. Something to keep her out of her mind. Yet nothing came to mind. Only tomorrow was on her mind. She sighed and decided to tire herself out until she could bring herself to sleep.
The following day...
Lumikki finally dragged herself out of bed around early noon. Trygve was back for some time now after wandering around until he could pass on the note. Eager to tell the Daemon anything good as she got herself ready.
She took a cold, long shower to wake up before getting herself dressed. Deciding for the moment to wear a cute short dark blue dress with a small slit up the side and stars. She painted her eyes and lips with the black of her darkness and adorned her hair with her raven-feathered accessories. Leaving her hair down for a change. She stared at herself in the mirror for a moment, wondering if she was happy. Deciding to scrap the thought as soon as it left her because she knew how beautiful she was. She never thought about it before, and she figured, she wouldn't start now.
She slipped on her black boots, tying them up slowly and carefully.
She had her harp with her, it sat within her void. Looking around the room to make sure there was nothing else she was forgetting before climbing out her window sill and swan diving out as she's gotten used to doing. Her black feathers swarmed her before the raven that she was darted forth toward the city. Hoping to the wolf over there soon enough, and if not, there were things to still do for the night.