Now as Hudal wrapped the linen around Chappu’s wounds her mind lingered over the walk back. When the village had come back into view she had felt a surge of calm and relief that is stilled remained. And being in Chappu’s home was both soothing and conflicting for her, oddly aware of his warm scent. It had thrown her mind in slight haze. But what had almost sent Hudal to her knees had been nothing but a mere accident. She had stolen a glimpse into those swirling green eyes. The had transfixed her for a moment before his gaze shot down.<br/><br/><br/>With Chappu’s dressing fixed he had made space between them, she made no inkling of moving. But as he laid back his eyes closed, again the same thought’s lingered in her mind. His boyish, innocent features, and his sticking colored hair. They had memorized her, as he spoke now of times long past. She could almost travel with him, seeing the people he described for all of Spira had known the great heroes. The Summoner and her Guardian’s that were like no other. Again those swirling green orb’s almost brightening his face like a light. Transfixing her but also his voice and kind words seemed to place her in a sense of ease.<br/><br/><br/>He was right, this was a start of something. There adventure had just begun, there would be many more trial’s ahead. The people needed hope and she would be there beacon, “Yes I agree this is a beginning. and we shall see it through till there are no more pages” she said with a weak but soft smile. As he left she could feel the air cool around her. Her piercing blue gaze catching that of her brother’s, their heads inclined down. It seemed being beaten by a man she chose had put them in there place. She was no longer just there sister, she was there charge. Raising to her feet a new sense of her beginning flowing through her, with that her chin held high her gaze straight as she looked out into her new life as a Summoner.<br/><br/><br/>As the fire blazed and the moon began to peak out into the twinkling stars above Hudal rose bringing Bittersweet to her hands. With fluid and soft strokes determination in every move she summoned Valfor. She felt the warm tingle of the Fayth, it felt a surge of bittersweet sorrow. as it’s form flew above the villager’s head it’s call for all to hear and witness. A sense of pride flowed through her as the villager’s applauded and watched in awe of the great Fayth of their village. Before Valfore disappeared the girl’s twinkling voice pushed itself into Hudal’s<span style="font-style: italic">”Do not forget your promise”</span>she said before her joyful giggle faded. Hudal watched as Valfor’s form vanished leaving the bright star’s above to dance for her. She smiled at the simple pleasure as looking at such a sky. She was pleased to have this moment, to her beginning to all of Spira’s beginning.