Whitebark Stream run wild

Shivali doesn’t have much to add to the conversation. She doesn’t have the confidence in her native tongue to continue when Siarut has a handle on the situation. Still, she listens and makes out what she cans as her brother asks about their plans. Dark eyes drift between the pair in silence as they exchange. The location of their former home had been unknown to her and their distance (or closeness) didn’t really matter before but she knows where the maplewoods are now and she doesn’t know if she feels better or worse knowing exactly where they are. The other woman, however, hadn’t been with them very long, it seems, and she can hardly hold her accountable but her distaste for them in general still remains.