Broken Antler Fen Phoenix Flies

praimfaya's ear twitches to the side as she considers, an itch in her flank causing her to reach back and nip at it a few times to soothe it before her attention goes back to henwen. just in time, too, to catch the question. what if she engages us? it was a good question and admittedly, one that the young worlida hadn't considered. would she? many moons have passed since praimfaya and dacio ran into her and she has yet to make an appearance on roangeda's doorstep. undoubtedly in praimfaya's mind, the crone still hunts isi.

dacio worries she will come here, praimfaya admits, though she cannot say she fully agrees with that assumption. but if she does it will be for me. because praimfaya wasn't entirely sure the crone believed that she wasn't verx's daughter. praimfaya was the daughter of ingram and blodreina, proudly so at that ...but there was no way for the rusalkan crone to know that unless she told her. she hunts a girl, about my own age. the daughter of a man named vercingetorix and she seems rather fixated on her hunt.

if she does engage, dacio and her had yet to discuss the stipulations of that. defend yourself, and if you can ...capture her. bring her back to roangeda.

nanowrimo: 229