Divale halted by the entrance of the tent she shared with her cousin, Eebelle, as she didn't know what to expect from her after the last encounter they had.
It was still early in the morning and she doubted if she would be up by now but she wanted to try nevertheless.
She didn't want Eebelle to wake up later and found out that she had left without saying goodbye to her.
After all, she didn't know how long she was going to spend on the hazardous journey ahead of them.
Divale discarded her nerves and stepped into the tent which was being kept warm by the fire at the corner.
She saw the still figure on the bed and heard her steady snores which put a smile on her face.
She moved further into the room and hovered by the side of the bed tentatively as she was debating if to wake her cousin up or not.
Realizing she had not much time on her hands, Divale sat on the bed and rested her hand on Eebelle's head gently.
