Dragoncrest Cliffs so I shot it down

Even if Anatha had not verbally explained what is going on, she would have known. It is not the first time an injured child has come to her door step for help by one of her own. Anatha is not a child of Drageda but there is hope in her youth, as well as Elohim, to be molded enough that they may know no other difference. Her judgment needs to evolve and her care is misplaced but it is not a complete loss just yet. However, with too much on their plate, there is nothing left to be entertained.

“Go to your mother, Anatha,” the woman commands of the child without a second looking. “I will take Lily to our healer,” she says without breaking her slate grey gaze from the child stranger at her feet.