Sawtooth Spire But time makes you bolder

that's okay!! life has lots going on rn <3

takiyok voiced that she could not remain, and mahler felt the pang of it. she had the right to her own existence, her own life, her own paths. but he could not help his silent thought that spoke, saying she would stay if not for you. stag was the last of her children, born to diaspora, and seemingly bound to wherever the wolves who had once known his father roamed.
until i am gone.
a reckless, vain thought, to tie himself so closely to the fate of the boy and his connection to this mountain place. mahler gave takiyok his focus once more, sides expanding in an exhale he did not know how to hide. "if i can help, in any vay ..." words ringing hollow, droplets along the inside of am empty goblet. he was quiet now.