Sequoia Coast tell me how it is being the sun

Sorry about the wait!

Together with Szymon, Doe supported her baby between them and began the slow march back to the bay. She could hardly believe that this was happening - it was like so many of her dreams. Part of her was sure that, very soon, she would wake up with only pale furs against hers, and no precious daughter between herself and her husband. Oh, she would gather her red daughter against her, and she would groom Isengrim into sleepy submission by her side, but they would be Qilaq.

"You're safe now," Doe murmured, speaking softly into her daughter's ear. She prayed in her heart for this to be true, for this to be real. "We're going to keep you - you're gonna never be lost again. You're safe."

More words, more nonsense. Doe rambled on, the words hitching and weaving as her throat tried to tighten, constrict her words.