[b]Arcana (Featuring Everyone Under the Tree)[/b]

Arcana had the length of her braid nearly wrapped around her entire forearm in her nervousness, tugging at it constantly as they made their way through the undergrowth and foliage. The path led them directly to the [i]Tree of Dreams[/i], a massive fixture of nature in the gardens; it's leaves were a brilliant shade of cyan and were in stark contrast to the iridescent purple bark comprising the tree. Her jaw dropped at the sight, so much so that she didn't notice the rest of the people around them until Ajala announced it. 

She shifted to hide behind Dagr, using his bulk as a shield against the strangers. She could handle meeting a person or two at a time without fleeing in terror, but the sight of so many new faces... [i]Wait[/i]. She peeked around Dagr's arm, and saw a familiar centaur. [i]'Is... Is that the guy I almost killed?!'[/i] She realized, ducking behind Dagr again quickly, her eyes wide in horror. [i]'What if, what if he tells people I tried to kill him? Ohmigod. No, no, Arcana. You can handle this. Just. Think.'[/i] She rung out her braid with her hands, eyes darting everywhere. There didn't seem to be anyway out of this precarious predicament except to stay behind Dagr until she could get away safely, without that centaur recognizing her.