Arrow Lake clanging shields, companions tramping, bronze prows, men in bronze,

though blodreina knows that aure and verx's children are old enough to be left with a sitter for periods of time, giving the pale slyph a chance to stretch her legs, just like on the borders with imrathil she still feels startled to find her out and about all the same. her surprise, however, is temporary and both flits upon her expression and is gone within seconds. hei, blodreina greets aure in return as the pale woman approaches. the trigedasleng is effortless and blodreina doesn't bother to stop it. it was too much apart of her to try to change her preference. her children would know it, too. she hadn't left drageda because she wanted to split from the only culture she'd ever known ...she'd left because her home no longer felt like home nor did it feel safe without a heda to lead it.

aure states that she misses winter and blodreina shoots her a quizzical look. sure, she minds the damp heat but she assumes it's only because she's heavy into her pregnancy and she minds a lot of things she'd never minded before. i can't wait for summer, blodreina admits, on the opposite spectrum of aure's preferences. or at least until these children are born. slowly but surely, blodreina was getting to the point that there were times she really wanted them to pop out. so she could be mobile and spar again because damnit she really missed it now that she could temporarily no longer do it.