Frostfire Ridge Fuster Cluck

depending :) sometimes she gets long for me lols.  getting this on the log so I won't forget it's there!

Manauia had been made aware that two of her sisters now had returned, and the relief of their safe arrival to these lands was tempered by an ache of longing and fear.  It had been so long since she had been among the Amazons, and though she was glad they were here now, the reminder was painful.  Not only that, but only two had arrived - which meant, at some point, the four had become separated.  Where were Amoxtli and Eztli?  Had something happened to them while she'd been apart?

She had oft butted heads with Amoxtli, but she loved the commander well and was duly upset by the thought that anything had befallen her.  The same went for the priestess.  Perhaps they had gone on alone, returning to the rise while the other two sought her out.  This was the hope that she held as she approached her sisters' densite, a flickering flame that could so easily be snuffed with a single answer from them.

"Citali?  Nochtli?"  She paused, unwilling to intrude yet desperate to know that they were sound, and that she was no longer alone in this nightmare.  Because no matter how much Tezca had come around these last few months, she'd missed her family heavily, and having a part of it here would make all things more bearable.