Aimee managed to collect her garments into a hulking bag that she brought downstairs. She showed Elann the backdoor of the house, of which they funneled out of with their clothing in tow. The outside air was warm to the touch, even in the shade, and only was made more so when the sun was shining brightly, unhindered by buildings or trees. There was a lonesome tree in the backyard, small in stature compared to what was seen in the Bronze Woods during their travel, but it could be inferred that the avian Amuels often perched there from time to time. While it was seemingly thin, it was tall and far reaching into the sky. It had greened fully and buds of flowers began to tease the branches though nothing bloomed. The skies were sparsely cloudy, each breeze pushing them across the sky with a salty aftertaste dwindling in the air. Elann could discern that Zulrav’s heavenly body was not entirely present in that moment, but she also knew he was omnipresent in the breezes that gently lapped at the area.

Once she was outside, Aimee heeded Elann’s words and led her towards something of a makeshift shed, something made up of three neat brick walls with an open side topped by a slanted roof so rain slicked right off when it came down. There was an awning over the open side giving shade. Inside the makeshift large, waist-high shelves. Under one of them was a cupboard, and from there Aimee produced Elann’s requested lye, soap, and bluing agent. Under another one of the shelves was a collection of small, wide buckets for their clothes to soak. There were six in total, making it so two people could soak their clothes in lye, secondary wash with soap, and then rinse finally with fresh water treated with bluing agent. The water spout was stuck into the ground, though it did draw from the city’s source of water held underground instead of ground water alone.

Aimee set her bag of clothes down atop one of the hefty shelves and let out a tired sigh before walking back out into the openness of the fenced yard. The fence wasn’t high; therefore, little privacy was granted. It acted more as a property boundary for the other houses that were next door. Elann’s words caught the wolf’s attention, bringing her pale blue eyes to the Benshira as she expressed what seemed like happy words. Aimee watched on as Elann took her breath and took in the world around them.

“That makes sense,” Aimee admitted. Her hands came up and collected her hair to put into a ponytail atop her head, bound together by her hair alone without the use for ties or contraptions. 

What she wore then was but a glimpse into what was worn usually by the women of Zeltiva in the late spring months as well as the coming summer season. It was a flowy [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/d6/37/f9/d637f9ca88647bec5d804d1bcfe45569.jpg]dress[/url], forest in color with small decorations of white dotting the garment. While her feet her bare there was a bracelet clearly seen on one of her ankle as the dress seemed to stop at the lower portion of her shins. Aimee was a warm blooded individual like the rest of her family, not one to easily get cold, but it was also warmer this day than what they were afflicted with on their days of travel.

“It is rather nice,” she said, sighing again, this time in remembrance and in missing Zeltiva. “It’ll be better at the beach. Maybe we can go if we get to the tavern early and momma’s not done with her shift.” She paused, looking back into the shed. “I usually take my clothes to the launders every week, but there’s just so much, I didn’t want to bother them with it all, nor spend the coin on it.”

Aimee turned on her tiptoes again, her hands on her hips as she practiced an absentminded twirl, thinking quietly. Her sights fell on what Elann had brought, her head nodding towards it. “Are you washing both your clothes?” she asked, question in her voice.