11/22/2025, 9:24 PM
her mate was gone. it explained wardruna's mien, and her heart went at once to the woman. she almost lifted her paw, but the northfall hunter was turning. elk charm waited helplessly until the other returned, brightening somewhat at the bundle. but she had seen the sheen in wardruna's eyes, and knew this for what it was. grief.
the sharadoii woman had never possessed any sort of great love; she had not understood yet herself. but from songs, from lore, from celebrations -- yes. she comprehended something of love and its violent pain.
when wardruna returned, elk charm did not reach for the bundle, thinking it impolite.
her eyes danced encouragingly; her words moved them beyond the harsh moment into the warmth of their friendly trade.
but -- also -- gaze said speak. i will listen. this beyond both their languages, a silent gift offered not in barter but in companionship.
the sharadoii woman had never possessed any sort of great love; she had not understood yet herself. but from songs, from lore, from celebrations -- yes. she comprehended something of love and its violent pain.
when wardruna returned, elk charm did not reach for the bundle, thinking it impolite.
for the feathers, what do you have?
her eyes danced encouragingly; her words moved them beyond the harsh moment into the warmth of their friendly trade.
but -- also -- gaze said speak. i will listen. this beyond both their languages, a silent gift offered not in barter but in companionship.