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Gusty was pretty new to the area; she was looking for a place to call home and figuring things out, so that was the reason she was drawn to the bonfires. She looked into the fire and let her thoughts wander. Darkness had fallen, and she grumbled a little; she was a bit of a grump at times. She wasn't hateful, just pragmatic, really. She didn't have any friends to speak of, but she secretly hoped to find a friend. She didn't want to admit the weakness; she really didn't like weakness at all, but it was something she was stuck with.

She looked up from the fire to see if any others were coming near the fire. She wouldn't say as much, but she wanted company. The stars above seemed like they were saying something, but she had no idea what it was they were saying. She sighed out deeply as she turned back to the fire, trying to open herself to the night and what this season might mean. She didn't want to miss something in the fire or on the wind.

Gusty looked over her shoulder at the soquilli who asked if the spot was taken, and she shook her head and said, "Nope, not taken." She nodded in greeting and then said, "I'm Gusty," introducing herself. She wasn't a super cheerful soul; she never had been, but the bonfires gave comfort and helped her to think. Which was nice; she really liked the fall season it was much better to her than the summer. Summer was too long and too hot for Gusty to deal with, so she was glad that summer was coming to an end and bonfires and changing leaves were in their future.

Gusty shook her head and said, "I don't really know the tradition well either, but I think it's about talking things out, remembering stuff. Maybe it's a fall thing, and fall and fire sometime have to do with spirits and memories, I think." She said, thinking things over as to what this meant. "I don't think it matters all that much as long as we come together and just enjoy the night." She said, her tone a bit awkward. She wanted friends, but she was also trying to figure out how to talk to others in a not grumpy way it wasn't always easy.

Gusty shook her head again and said, "Hey, don't think about it that way." She thought about what she wanted to say, and she said, "Well, I guess what I want to say is that I hope things will be better this year, full of a lot more than I had in years past." She turned to Charlamagne and said, "What about you? What are you looking for?" She was a grumpy soul, but she was trying to do something different with her life. She couldn't hold onto the past forever. She looked back into the flames, thinking of everything she had and everything she wanted.

Gusty loved the bonfire it was nice, and it gave her comfort as the night got a little colder. She also didn't mind the company of Charlamagne being there.

Gusty ignored the part about her and turned her attention to the matter at hoof. "Forget about that and tell me more about whether he loved you or would just ditch you with a broken heart... and I know you don't want to think about it, but maybe he can't come back, or some magic is keeping him away." She was thinking that Charlamagne was holding on to hope that wasn't there. She wanted to know more before she discouraged them from holding on to hope.

She looked into the fire again, wondering if there was a reason to hold on to hope or if most things were really hopeless and you just had to power through them the best you could and get on with life.

Gusty nodded, listening, understanding losing those one cared about. "Hey, don't say that. You aren't rambling; I think you are doing what this gathering is supposed to be about." Opening up and leaning on another seemed like the right thing to do to her. "I know it's not fair, but you might have to honor him and let him go." She tried not to be harsh, but she knew it was going to come across as harsh, since if the male loved her and her kids so much and hadn't been seen in years, Charlamagne had to face the fact that he might never come back.

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