Northstar Vale Mother's Song

"Aye," she soughed quietly in agreement (once they'd returned to the groves and she'd set aside the pelt), "an' I'm zankful ta 'ave foun' zem."

She couldn't imagine what her life would be without Lady Reiko's interception. Well, that was a lie. She knew only too well what it would look like; she'd still be running, still peering over her shoulder for sign of her former husband. 

With a thick swallow, the mother padded to the recently formed cairns and pawed aside a few stones - collecting herself while her ivory moonface was turned from the Izuka's view. 

"Oh, yes," Awenfen answered affirmatively, a bright smile spreading across her features as she turned back to face Reiko - black haw resting beneath a single tiny paw. 

"I learne' from a slave in Grine-stone an' later I vas traded to the Druids to 'eal," her diadem of hoarfrost dipped as she spoke, something distant in her gaze. 

"It 'as al-vays been a pass-ion fer me," she explained softly, cheeks warm. 

"Do ye 'ave any inter-ests - aside from leader-ship?" Her head cocked as she hesitantly questioned her newfound friend, moonlight gaze rising curiously.