I think after that Ivy really… Changed. But, Ivy was always Ivy.

What I mean to say is… she became more open. If she had a problem, she'd make it known. Not the usual blunt way of saying something was wrong with someone else, but in expressing her feelings. Ivy was rarely sad, or upset. But…we now knew better if she was happy, or troubled… She wasn't a stone as she was before…

Soon, winter fell. The day we were planned to go meet Ivy's mother was the day a horrid storm fell. We would have froze if we had gone to Kalm, or drowned in the white sea. Ivy's brother wrote her about a week after. She had died during the storm. I could tell Ivy was just a little upset, but no one said anything…

Spring came. Quickly. I was pulled from my training, as was Cloud. Ivy explained that if I truly wished to continue training, she'd teach us. That frightened Cloud and myself. We'd never seen Ivy fight with anything more then her gun- and she'd never really fired it.

We packed our bags in late January, gathering everything we owned and brining it outside of Midgar where a pal of Ivy's had left us a truck. If I had feared Ivy's lessons, I feared her driving even more. Luckily though Ivy Sky did not take the wheel. Fox did.

It had already been a very warm day between the four of us( well…Ivy was as warm as always), and I expected such for the ride. I was… surprised in what we got.