Sleepy Fox Hollow the wonder that keeps the stars apart

A dark, velveteen ear brushed Wardruna's cheek as it fluttered back against an equally dark head. Sif was confused, briefly, by the man's cryptic words, but soon realized that he was simply not sure how to answer the question. She could understand that. And, on the subject of what people were, Sif had a few questions of her own.

They meandered along the creekside as the dark girl gathered her thoughts. They were near enough to the Weeping Rock that Sif felt the need to pause - the majesty of the area would be sure to put a halt to the conversation, and she wanted to get her questions out of the way now, so that they could enjoy the scenery together.

"Rheia - another girl - said that we were sisters. All of us," she said haltingly, picking her way through the words she knew. The more she spoke with Wardruna, the easier it became. "But that a man cannot be a sister. So... what will you be?" A hint of worry showed on her pretty face. What if the question upset him? What if he hadn't thought of that yet? What if he didn't have an answer? Uncertainty plagued the girl, and though she tried to keep it to herself, her anxiety was a writhing, palpable thing.