[color=#00fa9a][center][h3]Isla[/h3][/center][/color]

Isla stretched as Lance looked thoughtful, wrapping her cloak around her as it got colder and she assumed, darker. 

[color=#00fa9a]"Hmm,"[/color] Isla said, a frown on her face when Lance explained about his siblings. They sounded particularly dangerous, almost like targets she would choose to get rid off in any other situation. But considering they were Lance's siblings, she supposed if they ever ran into each other she'd at least hesitate.

[color=#00fa9a]"It's too bad,"[/color] Isla murmured, laying down and cuddling with her satchel like a pillow. [color=#00fa9a]"People like that have lived when my siblings had to die,"[/color] she again said quietly, eyes closed and thoughts tumbling as she tried to sleep.