It was a rather peaceful afternoon at the sanctuary. The sun was shining in the early days of summer, the vibrant flowers and trees blooming around the large stone manor during the warmer season that the southern border of Zena greatly benefited from. Some crops had been planted in the southern fields and so earlier that morning Branna had helped to move the family’s group of capramel and roati into the northern area of the estate so that they could freely graze there away from the sprouting grains and vegetables. Now that everything had been taken care of the family had opted to enjoy the afternoon in their own ways, Branna’s being that he would rather spend his afternoon by the stream that cut through the lower forests by the estate. He had already spread out the blanket and few supplies that he had brought along before settling down to practice. Nestled in the grove of amber and emerald trees by the edge of the property, Branna picked up a small flute and began to thoughtfully twist it in his fingers. It had been a gift from his father and the teen greatly cherished it. The instrument was the main reason he had decided to stay behind while the rest went out for the day - that was for those who were actually home at the moment and not traveling currently like his cousins or Azreal. Still, Branna could only smile as he imagined what crazy adventures the rest of his family was up to before raising the instrument to his lips and beginning to play a delicate melody that floated across the area.
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