Fixing herself a plate of warm, sweet, honeyed goods; DesertFlower found herself heading to a place closer to the fire. Nodding warmly toward the newcomer, she found her comfort curled up on a small rug beside the crackling flames. Hungrily she tucked into her food, eyes idly watching the flames lick and dance in an almost hypnotising display.<br/><br/>Remembering her manners, she finished her bite and turned to face VisionBaby. "A story, you say? Do go on. I'd love to know more about it. Perhaps it could help a little to gain somebody else's perspective on the story, though as a writer myself I appreciate how personal and private one can be about work until we deem it ready in our own time. Nevertheless, if you want to share, I'm eager to listen."<br/><br/>Turning to Nic, DesertFlower curved her lips into an easy smile. "Tell me, where have you ventured from? How did you find this place?"