Alin

Willow: *humming peacefully*

Alin:*walks by her with a bow in hand*

Willow: (mind: finally glad to be out of the stage area and able to relax..)

Alin: who are you?

Willow: hm..?

Alin: who are you

Willow: I'm Willow Fazer. You?

Alin: Princess Alin of the Alona tribe

Willow: I see

Alin: why exactly are you here?

Willow: just enjoying the peace and quiet

Them*

Alin: alright it starts in two hours

Willow: okay

Alin: see ya then

Willow: alright

Alin:*walks away*

Willow: *swirls a small part of the wind in her hand, creating an ice crystal formation of a snowflake*

-two hours later-

Willow: where to go..where to go... *sigh*

Alin: there you are. Follow me to the camp

Willow: oh

Alin:*walks toward a camp*

Willow: hm..

Alin: Sorry I didn’t tell you where it was

Willow" it's fine

Alin: ok

Willow: nice little area you got set up

Alin: this is only where we cook and eat you should see the place we keep all the tents

Willow: oh

Alin: anyway you can sit anywhere you like

Willow: okay *does so*

Random guy: who’re you?

Willow: *avoiding eye contact* ..

Random guy: hello?

Willow: *trembles a bit* . . .

Random guy: ah nevermind

Willow: *gulp* ..

Alin: you ok?

Willow: I'm usually not very social with people I've never talked to or met..

Alin: ah

Willow: ...

-later you encounter her again-

Willow: oh, hello..!

Alin: oh hi *carrying a large bag over her shoulder

Willow: seems you got a lot of hunting done

Alin: you have seen nothing

Willow: true. You could've killed someone for all I know, but of course, I shouldn't assume such things

Alin: this is only the first bag. There are five more

Willow: ah, okay

Alin: would you like to join us for the feast?

Willow: sure, I have no problem with it

Alin: well I guess that’s fine

Willow: what are you up to?

Alin: hunting

Willow: hm..alright

Alin: we are planning a deist so we’re getting whatever we can find that is edible

Willow: okay

Alin: so.. yeah

Willow: well, have fun with that

Alin: I will

Willow: *smiles and continues to feel the breeze*

Feist*

Alin: *sits near her father*

Willow: ...

(Alin’s father not Willows)

(I know)
Willow: .

(Ok)
Alin: Sorry I have to sit next to my father

Willow: okay

Alin: you can move closer if you like

Willow: no, no

Alin: ok

Willow: ...