Dragoncrest Cliffs ai na drein au bukajus-de

It takes a few seconds once Silkie has explained Mallaidh’s rank but she can piece together. Furi, maybe. Blixen had said something but she’d been distracted by the notion all together to really absorb it. Antumbra doesn’t say anything and nods her head slightly and doesn’t say anything about it.

Seeing the cracks come loose on his face, Antumbra’s ears fall back. Should she have taken all her children with her? Her entire family? Trigeda could have kept them safe in hindsight, but at the time she didn’t know what she was up against. Their children had been so young, at the time. They were not ready to face what they would have gone through. Maybe if she had, they’d still be together, but she did what was best for them, regardless of how they saw it.

She’d tear Wildfire limb from limb the next time she sees her; for her own pain but that she has caused among their offspring, for tempting fate with Kiwi. Death would be too kind a punishment.

She rattles the thoughts of her mind as Silkie calls to her. I love you. She closes her eyes and murmurs the same, leaning a bit into him before nudging him to come along and follow. They have much to catch up on.