Whitefish River that girl with a broken heart

i'd like that. praimfaya tells verx earnestly with a wag of her tail — in regards to both of them visiting or staying. whether you visit or one day decide to stay you and yours are always welcome in roangeda. she assures him, swallowing the small lump of grief that's lodged its way into her throat as she thinks about their first meeting and how she assured both her mother and verx that she did not look at either of them and see natrona. she saw only two brave wolves who left everything they'd ever known for their children, making the decision with their heads and not their hearts.

at the mention of aure, praimfaya does not attempt to conceal the troubled expression that flutters across her features as she peers over her shoulder at ingram to see if he's seen her. i haven't seen her; i'm sorry. just because praimfaya had not been very generous or kind on her judgement of the woman the last time they spoke a while back does not mean that her disappearance and verx's worry does not needle past her bravado all the same. aure had been her mother's friend, once upon a time, after all; and praimfaya does not wish for her family to go thru the same grief that she has.