Wodahs stood in the center of the garden, her eyes fixed upon the bright sky above. Her expression was as cool and apathetic as always, but a subtle tension seemed to linger about her. The sun shone down upon her, casting a warm glow over the surrounding flora. Despite the beauty of the day, Wodahs' mind was elsewhere, her gaze becoming distant as she fell deep into thought.

Wodahs had been searching all day, trying to find her missing eyepatch. It seemed like it could be a prank played by Alela, but when she confronted him about it, he denied any involvement with her eyepatch. Wodahs' irritation grew; she looked in every corner, every drawer, every conceivable place she could think of. Her bedroom, the garden, the kitchen—her beloved eyepatch was nowhere to be found. Frustration simmered beneath her stoic exterior, a rare expression of agitation on her usually calm face.

Wodahs let out a low sigh, her frustration becoming more apparent. "Where could it be...?" She murmured to herself, her voice a mix of resignation and irritation. She ran a hand through her already-disheveled gray hair, her gaze darting about the garden once more, as if expecting the lost eyepatch to materialize before her. She knew that the search might be fruitless, but the nagging feeling of its absence was enough to keep her on edge.