Anastasia nodded as he gave a very short summary of the tale of his people. She assumed there was more that he was not telling, as an entire race's history is cannot be summed up in a few words. She decided not to pry as she figured he had reasoning not to tell her. As they walked, Melor ran back to them a stick in her mouth. Her eyes widened, "Melor... Where did you find that?"

He barked as she crouched down and grabbed it. She shook her head, "You better not have ruin anything Melor," she tossed it, not to far due to the fact that she didn't want to ruin any of the flowers. Melor raced after it and she smiled. She kept walking when her head started to spin again. She stumbled slightly as the spots gathered in her vision. She stopped in her tracks not wanting to trip. Then her body shut down on her, her eyes closed and she hit the ground.

It wasn't too long after that she woke up. She rubbed her head and groaned, "My head hurts..."