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[right][b][color=65FF00]Time:[/color][/b] Morning 
[b][color=65FF00]Location:[/color][/b] Lover’s Lake ----> Sweet Kek’s
[b][color=65FF00]Interactions:[/color][/b] [color=FFC7A9]Illia Green[/color], [color=F2AA83]Oliver Green[/color], [Color=crimson]Sorrel Jager[/color] - [@Tae]
[b][color=65FF00]Vibes:[/color][/b]  [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5Y11hwjMNs]"It’s a new day...and I’m feeling good."[/url][/right]
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[color=FFC7A9][i]”Genny~”[/i][/color] Illia cooed, reaching out with a finger to poke Genesis’ forehead. [color=FFC7A9]“Wake up!”[/color]

The older woman was curled up alongside the most recent addition to the pack, soaked through, and somehow sleeping peacefully. She shuddered softly as Illia’s calloused finger pressed against her skin, before stretching out and tossing an arm over Volfango. 

[color=F2AA83]“God, Genesis, aren’t you cold?”[/color] Came the distant voice of Oliver, harsh in comparison to Illia’s subtle prodding. 

At this, Genesis stirred. With a groan, she peeled open her eyes and took in her immediate surroundings. Volfango. Yes, he was to be expected. Illia? Not [i]that[/i] surprising, as the girl seemed to enjoy following her. That meant Oliver was somewhere in the nearby vicinity. A deep inhale confirmed her suspicions. Out of all the people who could have stumbled upon them, she was glad it was the Greens. They didn’t run their mouths. 

Sitting up, she began to cautiously remove herself from Volfango, standing as soon as she was separated from the man. She stared down at him, unsure of what to do. She didn’t want to wake him up, if only because dealing with her mistakes made her panic.

[color=FFC7A9]”Fun night?”[/color] Illia asked, breaking Genesis out of her trance. The grin on the young woman’s face was mischievous.

Ignoring her question, Genesis asked, [color=65FF00]”Do you have a blanket? I don’t want to leave him in the cold…”[/color]

[color=FFC7A9]”You could always wake him-”[/color] Upon seeing the pleading look on Genesis’ face, Illia backtracked. [color=FFC7A9]”No...I don’t think so. Ollie?”[/color]

[color=F2AA83]“Nah, but we did bring you a change of clothes... Maybe your windbreaker will fit him?”[/color] Oliver offered up the bundle of warm clothes he held in his arms. When Oliver had picked up Genesis’ scent in the woods, he had returned to the camp to retrieve her most comfortable clothing, assuming she had shifted and was in need of a new outfit. 

Genesis smiled softly, walking over to retrieve the garments. Unzipping her windbreaker, she laid it out over Volfango’s body, figuring she’d retrieve it sooner or later. With that dealt with, she made her way to a tree and began to change into the leggings and long-sleeve that had been provided for her. Stepping back into view, she jerked her chin in the direction of the path, making her way toward it. As she went, she bent down to collect her purse, leaving any and all sopping wet clothing behind. Without a word, the siblings began to follow. 

[color=FFC7A9]”So, Genny,"[/color] Illia called after a few moments of walking in silence. [color=FFC7A9]”We were kinda hopin' that maybe you would consider taking us into town?"[/color] 

Genesis glanced over her shoulder at the pair. They didn't require her permission to do things, but it made her feel...worthwhile when they asked. It reminded her of the respect she had in her old packs, the respect that took so long to gain in Liam's. 

[color=65FF00]”Yeah...why not?"[/color] 

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As the trio passed different places in town, the siblings made up excuses to stop at each location that wasn't a family home. They explored what areas they could, rummaging around shops and pressing their faces up against the windows of closed establishments. It wasn't long until Illia found herself hungry, and Oliver requested they all eat. 

Stepping into an adorable, quaint bakery, Genesis walked up to the counter where a petite blonde woman was working. [color=65FF00]”Morning,"[/color] Genesis greeted, as her eyes ran over the many items on the menu. She glanced down at the assortment of cupcakes and other treats protected by a glass cover. Her stomach clenched, hunger filling her. 

[color=65FF00]”What do you guys want?"[/color] She asked the two behind her, shifting to let them see better. 

[color=FFC7A9]"A chocolate cupcake with chocolate frosting!"[/color] Illia chirped, smiling merrily at Sorrel. 

Oliver looked over the menu, brow scrunched. [color=F2AA83]“Can I just get a pretzel?"[/color]

[color=65FF00]”I'll have a pretzel, too."[/color] Genesis added, digging around in her purse for the money she had taken from Trance. Clutching a few bills, she waited for the woman to tally up their purchase.