Firefly Ravine the moon overlapped with the sun

a soft swell of relief rises like an unbidden tidal wave within his chest as she gives a solemn nod to his inquiry. her familiarity of this place could easily be invaluable to the crow; especially given his own lack of familiarity with the territories of the wilds. she affirms her nod with a verbal confirmation ríoghain makes noncommittal noise in the back of his throat, ears fluttering back against the curve of his skull; only to cup forth with mildly piqued curiosity as she speaks of an elusive court of wonders. not just any court, he corrects himself; her court.

❝you're building a pack here? this ...court?❞ comes the soft fluted inquiry, not bothering to hide his curiosity. in ríoghain's mind if she hadn't wanted him to know if it then she wouldn't have mentioned it — that he is curious about is only natural. ❝me? no,❞ the diviner lets out a sheepish chuckle as he offers his unfortunate admittance. ❝i am not from this place.❞ though he had numerous half siblings that were.