Barrow Fields lotus eater

“Sha,” she says after a moment, looking down at their kill and what is left. Whatever hunger she had before has been satisfied and there’s no desire to eat more despite her victory. She licks her blood smeared muzzle, teeth tainted red, and looks up to her daughter. “Natrona,” she tells her and nothing else. Not many dare to step back near Drageda (and they had moved since the woman left) but if she’d been this way before, she should have noticed. Thuringwethil gave a point of her nose toward the kill and she sidles up next to it for her daughter to get into place.