Swiftcurrent Creek Pacific

Tuwawi's eyes fluttered to a close as sleep whisked her away. Soft gusts of air shifted a hazy cloud in front of the sun and large shadow swathed the creek dimly. She was thankful for it... it cooled the warm light and offered darkness to help her sleep. Only the gentle swishing of grass roused her, altering the red woman to an encroaching figure.

Her head perked up to see Jace lingering nearby, a healthy catch of three hares dangling from his jaws. Tuwawi couldn't help but lick her chops, hoping greedily that they might be gifts for her. The great hunger associated with pregnancy had not hit her yet, though in her mind she knew not to refuse a well-intentioned meal. Her expression brightened when she was informed the rabbits, were in fact, for her. "No, he is out," she responded as her eyes flickered to meet Jace's. Njal was probably out patrolling, as that was his primary duty.

She extended an arm, and softly patted the patch of grass besides her, inviting Jace (and the rabbits) closer.