Emberwood ❝ten sí ye tyelma, yéva tyel ar i narqelion❞

tiny reply atm!

Towards Pygmalion's explanations to his bloodbrother of all that she had spoken of thus far, the fée only lent a fair nod of affirmation. She had indeed informed the first of what it was she currently dined on — but in the brothers' exhilaration and their diversion in the whereabouts of the other, the thing of berries seemed rather paltry in comparison. And so it was that she eventually removed herself from near the briars; steps patient, unassuming, as she neared the likewise frostbound.

"I fear that I have forgotten to introduce my own self,"  the stricken wisps, canting the rubied brow with some regret.  "I am Andraste, and ... if I may presume, you two have been ... wandering, together?"  Did they mean to, now? She could not know, or tell; and so she looked upon both males, all polite wonderment and gentled curiosity.