Limestone Ridge

"What used to be Heaven's Gates, I assume?" she says with a polite yet curious smile, "Afternoon Agetta, Elladora, Plumeria." It is always a good thing that you got attention, however, Prague is sad to say that their numbers are extremely low and although she is working (quite a lot actually) she is not sure how many there even are to recruit.



This puts a heavy weight on her shoulders, as if she didn't know sooner? Pfft.



"This is not what I would call our home, but it's something to fill the gap, I check frequently on the status of the Jungle and it's regrowth - it's minimal at this point," she looks to Elladora and back towards the three other members in the far distance, "Are numbers are few as of right now, but I'm in the field several times a week, are you all experiencing the same?" She already knows the answer to this question, but speaking about hard times was always easier when you weren't under the supervision of your leaders - Prague knows this, and in these circumstances she cannot use them against them (and would not, quite frankly, she likes Plumeria and Agetta).



It is just the four of them, no jungle, no macaws, no felines, nothing but silence in night and ugly, bitter truth in the day - but they are surviving. There are hardships for every person, especially particular race or breed.



The Amazon woman is just that; a different breed.