Lake Rodney Kill Wanheda, and you command death.

he speaks that if he considered her a natrona she would no longer be drawing breath and though her gaze sharpens — as the idea ...that he would kill her, at the idea of her being natrona she knows he is right on that too. that was the way of their people, how they survived no matter how harsh it might sound. she acknowledges his words with a slight lift of her muzzle but does not offer him a verbal response.

it seems to be quite the habit of aure. she remarks in a low contemplative murmur, thinking of diaspora. blodreina told me she left drageda to protect me, praimfaya tells him though she isn't sure if it'll make a difference. and she is dead. is it not time to put that old grievance in the past? though it hurts to speak so plainly of her mother's passing ( especially as she believes it to be her fault ) it seems pointless to her to hold onto it.

you and your sister stayed while the others fled. for different reasons than my mother and verx but still they fled. how does that not make them natrona's too? she doesn't like the apply the word 'natrona' to verx whom, as she understands it — just like her mother — left drageda for the safety of his children.