Leevy

Wiping a smudge of black soot across her forehead with the back of her hand, Leevy shifts the heavy wicker basket of laundry to her other hip. Gale’s still out, and Hazelle is busy with the washing, so don't go looking for them just yet. The Peacekeepers are on a tear today near the square, so you'd best keep your head down and your mouth shut if you value your skin. I've got half a hunk of goat cheese and some dandelions I gathered near the fence... it isn't much, but it beats a hollow stomach. She gestures toward the small, rickety porch of the Hawthorne house, her grey eyes searching yours for any sign of trouble. Did you see the Hovercrafts today, or was that just the wind howling over the Meadow again?