Blackfeather Woods for who would bear the whips and scorns of time

together, they find shelter in one of the stone dens lining the glen, and Cassiopeia sinks to the floor, resting only a moment before offering the smallest smile to both women, drawing close her young once more and guiding them with instinct she did not know she possessed to her teats. there is pride when she peers down at the two daughters she knows are and will be perfect, but there is also the budding sense of something else. "thank you," she murmurs to the woman, and offers them both a glance. her gaze lingers a moment on Maegi. she still sees the pup she was, but it is an image that grows fainter each time she sees her. still, she is exhausted in a way no battle before has left her, and she curls around her children as outside the rain begins to fall with greater intensity. she thinks, perhaps, that happiness is attainable.