<em>The elf moves over to the stream, beginning to disrobe as she sits by the water side, first studiously cleaning her blade, then her body, then her clothes. As she makes use of the water and shows off her slim, pale figure, allowing the late afternoon sunlight play off her gleaming body, making it almost seem to glow, her eyes and ears remain alert, but otherwise, her expression tells Celie that she's elsewhere, thinking ahead, contemplating that which is yet to come.<br/><br/>For her part, Alecto moves into the shade of a tree, not so much curling up as folding up due to the angular nature of her body. Even after a long while, the tension in her body slackens little, though to all appearances she would, in fact, be asleep.<br/><br/>Alise, however, moves over to sit next to Celie, smiling cheerfully.<br/><br/>"Hey. You look a bit lonely over here. I think we'll be good, but if you want something, I could probably conjure it with a little spell. Anything in particular you'd like? And it seems awfully quiet around here. In a nice way, I mean, but it could get pretty, well... you know..."<br/><br/>She smiles over at Alecto and nods at her.<br/><br/>"Sorry if she's not very talkative, but when we aren't moving, she usually sleeps if it's daytime, since she prefers the night shift."<br/><br/>The aasimar cleric giggles a little affectionately.<br/><br/>"And, yes, that's her sleeping. You'd never believe it with how tense she is, but, well, I've never seen her relax, even when she's asleep, except maybe when she's using her powers."</em>