Wapun Meadow i have no mother, i have no father, i have no face

The disappearance of Addie had not gone unnoticed by the sinner. Poet does not think much about it either way; having never had the chance to know Addie, she did not feel anything toward the quiet woman. If Wardruna is upset... well, there are comforts she can offer. Besides, Poet is much more interested in spending time with Sif, who continues to charm her. 

She is roused from a pleasant nap by said girl's wheedling, yawning and murming soft appeasements as she climbs to her feet. What Sif is up to, she doesn't know, unaware of her sister-wife's new friend until they're upon her. "Who's this, then?" the ex-Priestess inquires, watching her playful gestures with a mix of fondness and protectiveness. The other smells like the Valley, like Xan, and so she assumes she is safe enough, but one can never be too sure.