Gyrfalcon's Keep in the forests of the night

That, she takes with a grateful nod. A start, though she hesitates over the glance towards the healers who have been quiet. Then, a sigh back to wanheda, who she hoped could rest up and mend in full with great haste. Even if their homes may be made on separate mountain ranges for now, she had a growing sense that she would not let that distance deter her. Afraid it will never be long enough, but.. she squeezed shut her eyes with her murmur, then after a lingering moment of quiet, she finally rose to turn--with a strange new sensation in her chest, relief, anticipation, new worry, exhaustion, and all else all at once, together, and wickedly intense in a body that had grown numb from grief for many moons.

Stryx, yes? she stood respectably, and focused on her first, as Sugar looked out for the count. It reminded her to speak quietly as the gona minded her manners--something she felt she was doing a lot of lately, though it was for good reason. I want to thank you, first of all. I would also like to stay and rest too.. a little while longer, if I will not be in your way, she gestured to Sugar as well, who wouldn't hear this now but.. in time, Opalia trusted that her sentiment may be shared. Though she did not intend to stay long, considering the looming mountain to the south. Any length of time, however.. she knew to cherish it, for what if it was the last..?