Dragoncrest Cliffs ♫ head, shoulders, teeth & tendrils, teeth & tendrils

 furi seems to understand and blixen feels her blush fading somewhat, relieved. it doesn't last long.

blix never got to meet melchior, but that hardly matters, does it? he was drageda's, and so by extension, hers. and a bear of all things! maybe they're lucky it was only melchior - for a moment she sees what could have been, returning home to find multiple injuries from a bear attack - she thinks of her childish insistence on staying behind with mother, her willingness to abandon drageda for mother (again, she thinks of ajatar, of her role in all of this, fleetingly). she is haunted by death and disappearance; furi seems to always be the pallbearer, though that's unfair of her to think. "oh," she says quietly and looks at her feet. "no one else was hurt, right?"