7th trap ♪

[lucky_breath]

[If your journal is open (or you happen to be passing by the orchard), you'll be treated to the delightful sounds of a flute. The music is odd, though. Almost like it's trying to be cheerful, but failing. She's trying to cheer up! Really. But she misses Kevas. And she's sure he doesn't want her anymore for real this time. And she's not even really

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[makesowndestiny]

[Noting the sound, Dastan's curiosity gets the better of him and he changes paths, walking towards the music in the air. When he sees the young girl he pauses, then a smile finds his face and he steps nearer.]

You play your instrument nicely. May I ask your name?

[It was nice, hearing something that would make him smile while he was still fretting over the possibly disappearance of his brother.]

[lucky_breath]

[Aht plays her song to its end, before turning to look at Dastan. She smiles and curtsies politely, to signify her performance was through.]

I'm Aht! What's your name?

[makesowndestiny]

[Bowing in response, Dastan is definitely grinning when he looks at her.]

Dastan. It is a pleasure to meet you, Aht. Do you play this instrument often?

[lucky_breath]

Uh huh. I play in my Uncle's troupe.

[She bounces happily.]

I can play another song if you want.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The big Autobot is on his way out toward the forest. There are trees out there who need to be punched.]

[But the sound makes him pause. Where is that even coming from?]

[So excuse him while he goes stomping around looking for the source.]

[lucky_breath]

[It's stops abruptly when she hears the stomping.

When she spots Ironhide, she smiles. Wave!]

Hi, Ironhide!

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Oh. It's just the child. Nothing sinister here after all.]

[... Ironhide, are you disappointed?]

[He nods.]

What are you doing out here?

[lucky_breath]

Playing my flute.

[She holds the instrument up so he can see.]

It makes me think of home.

[faun_tumnus]

[Tumnus has been terribly lax in his attention to those he promised to keep an eye on; one of which is the young faun, Aht.

There is only one that he's heard that can play the way she is playing and there is no missing how melancholy the song is.]

Aht, child, would you care for some company?

[lucky_breath]

[Uncle Mr. Tumnus! She almost pockets her flute and flings herself at him. But doesn't.]

Hi, Mr. Tumnus! You'll stay with me?

[faun_tumnus]

[Tumnus smiles as he clips up to the child, his entire demeanor warm and inviting. She doesn't need to throw herself into his arms, as he walks up and hugs her gently to himself.]

I can think of no better way to spend my day, Aht.

[And his tone is nothing but honest and genuine.]

Would you like me to play with you?

[lucky_breath]

Yes!

[She looks up at him, grin wide and bright. Just look at how happy you're making her. You're her other favorite uncle, Mr. Tumnus!]

What will we play?