Who: Aiden, Open
What: Shells!
Where: Lake Aeolus
When: Morning
Why: Shells are pretty.
The lake was nice. Quiet. Later in the summer when it had absorbed more heat people would come here to swim but for now the water was still too cold for that. Aiden liked it that way, there was nobody around so he was free to gather things in peace. Arcanine lay a little way away in the warm sun. For all her bravery she prefered to stay away from the cold water. Misdreavus was keeping to the shadows of a tree a little way further back, floating up and down close to the ground in her sleep. Aiden held Pin tightly to him with one arm, he didn't want her falling in the lake, and Drifloon was tied to the wrist of the same arm.
He wandered along the banks, stopping every now and then and brushing the damp sand with his free hand, totally focussed on his task. He was gathering shells and heart scales.