Macalania Wood is known as one of the most beautiful, most serene places in Spira. Crystals glimmer on every branch, pools of water like lustrous gems collect under huge, blue trees.
Yuna couldn’t admire its beauty. She was barely affected by the gentle wind, the soft music of the water. Her heart was broken, the remnants barely enough to keep her going.
She put one foot in front of the other, following her guardians, tears gently dripping down her face.
"I, uh, yes, ma'am, I'm- I'm fine?" He doesn't have a lot of experience of people asking how he is.
"I guess you've been alone for some time. You haven't had friends to look after you."
He nods slowly. "I- don't remember- I've just been- alone." Shrugs. "S'quiet mostly."
“Do you remember why your fayth was hidden? I’m sorry if that’s too personal.” Yuna’s teeth worry against her lip.
He shakes his head slowly. "I just- something about-" he shudders a little. "I was- It kept me safe."
“I suppose that’s true, though being in a temple would be just as, if not, safer. Not that I’m judging you! I only mean to...” Yuna trails off, fingers gripping the fabric of her skirt. “I’m sorry. I’m just sad to think of your fayth, that young boy...being alone.”
He shrugs again. "I- I guess it was- lonely. But- It stopped people- from-" He shivers.
Yuna doesn’t push, she can see the pain on his face. What kind of white mage would she be if she caused someone pain?
“Here, Lulu taught me this spell.” She casts a small flame, and sends it to Aten. “Seeing how well you get on with Ifrit, I thought any fire spell would do.”
Seeing him brighten a bit is a balm for Yuna’s heart. “Anytime. It’s an easy spell to do.”
Yuna falls silent. Then her lips tremble a little. “It’s the right thing to do,” she says shakily. It sounds like she’s quoting something.
She wipes away an errant tear, straightening up and smiling. “A couple of days travel, and we’ll reach the closest Rin’s. We can rest and restock before we head through the mountains. It will be cold, so you’ll be very handy there.”
“We found you at the right time, it seems,” Yuna says softly, with a gentle smile to match.
"I- uh, yes. I- I guess you- did."
(He's brightened a little again, happy to have some kind of use.)
Half the day goes by with ease, but soon as the sun reaches it's peak, there's a loud roar-
A fiend.
Aten flickers out, and is a line of fire between them and the direction of the roar.
Aten spirals up. Any attempts at fire spells will end up focused directly on Aten.
The fiend makes eye contact with Yuna. The flames pour out from its mouth, arcing towards her.
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