Sawtooth Spire vormundschaft

mahler offers her a bite of his meal and though first instinct is to decline the generous offer, she considers and relents drawing nearer to take a small chunk before recalling herself a respectable distance away to chew on the meat. thank you. she murmurs between bites, salmon pink tongue drawing across her jowls to clean the bits of carrion and speckled blood from the fresh kill. her ears cup forth as he speaks of thade — his missing son, praimfaya reminds herself — and of searching outside of sagtannet.

for a long moment, frostbound gaze studies mahler, pondering what it is like to lose a child, to live in the inbetween of not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

at least she had known blodreina was dead. she watched it with her own two eyes and though it hadn't made it easier it had given her closure.

a sharp pang resounds beneath her breast for him; mourning for the missing-in-action child and his unsure and worried parents despite not knowing thade nor her leaders that well.

subtle confusion knits her brows, for while she is apart of sagtannet and they are her kru she isn't sure why exactly he's telling her this, lest he means for her to search ...which she would, if asked. how far? she inquires. wondering if there was a limit to how far a parent would go for their children. praimfaya likes to think that she would go to the very ends of the earth ...if she were to have children in the future.