Blackfeather Woods i've got wild, staring eyes

There had always been a vulnerableness she felt with the Nona but this moment seemed more tender. The confessional of the Blackfeather leader's inner turmoil, feelings revolving around the shift within their home but most importantly with the close relationships of Maegi. Jakoul could not offer words of advice or touching emotion, her tongue and brain not near skilled enough for such a feat.

She wondered if there was perhaps something else she could offer Nona. Nona ever want...I look. Find. Find Mou or find closure for Maegi. Dig for reasons for it all. It was not a traditional thing to say to someone who was processing the change of relationships and leadership shifts but the new Morta offered it with tenderness in her broken words.