Stone Circle the sky is bruised purple like wine

Valette backtracks her recognition and Noma stares at the ground. Noma. Her ears twitch at the thought but she does not speak against it. If she sticks to the name, she can’t have something to hold on, but it isn’t going to do her much good. The alpha is much too kind to send her away and it sinks all hope that everything will be fine. At least here, she is safe and she doesn’t have to worry about the outside world but what did Wardruna have planned? If she can keep everything straight in her head, it’ll eventually fall to her advantage but she plays along as he sick puppy anyway now that she’s playing on the level of uncertainty.

The woman offers to retrieve food for her which both strives her forward and nauseates her. She’d been scavenging for a long time and avoid any excess energy loss that she doesn’t know if she can handle a real meal.

He speaks to her again and slowly she stands, her legs shaking until she’s on all four feet. Valette instructs him to take her to the river and she glances in the direction they’ll be going but she doesn’t make the first move. She isn’t supposed to know where it is.

Noma closes her eyes briefly and when she opens them, it is just them and she follows along obediently behind Wardruna.