The Sentinels When the tequila runs out

deirdre welcomed the other into her arms, embracing her and letting her tears fall onto her thickly-furred chest; it was as though she wore a cowl, so thick was the fur becoming in preparation for the impending winter! the words were wept in a panic, and deirdre kissed the others forehead. you are my larkspur, she soothed, this i know--for when you did remember yourself, this was what you had told me. i am here for you--breathe, she instructed, not wanting the other to let anxiety grip her in this meeting. you smell of the bay, our neighbors and allies. what is it you do remember? she imagined that the bay was keeping her safe and well-fed, for she did not look starved, as the girl sought to remember herself. what surprised her was that skellige had not called her for this, for her forgetting!, though perhaps it was only now that larkspur realized that something was awry. she trusted the inky leviathan, and did not suspect foul play.