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[color=9f9f9f]Akaia was used to stares, and not just because of her being a Sidhe. The years before her time in the Commune saw her living a life far from normal. She lacked for real clothing and her mannerisms were more wild than they were now, her every interaction one built on instincts and what little of the world she'd taught herself. Her discovery did little to lessen the way the world saw her and even her time in between her first guardian and the family she had now was one where she was constantly reminded she didn't belong. She wasn't human and she wasn't a Revenant. The Sidhe were a rare people of which she still understood very little despite being born to them. And so, just like she did herself, others often regarded her with a curiosity they didn't know what to do with. Then there were her colorless eyes, her odd speak and Licorice, who had taken to the sky shortly after disembarking from the van. It was hard not to stare and Akaia understood why. However, after 19 years of it, she still didn't like the way it made her feel.

Any other day, Akaia may have attempted to dissuade concerns or fears, as was her nature. Unfortunately for her, she was not herself today and her need to help had been reduced to a singular point of focus. Eric and Poppy. Ajax and Lysandra. She couldn't let them leave too and so she set about doing what she could to make sure they wouldn't.

Inside the shed and with the map pulled out for all to see, Akaia eyed the area of interest as pointed out by Renee and read the name out loud.

[color=bca346]"Howling. Pit."[/color] She carefully said, turning to Renee to await further instructions.
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