Moonspear halloween

As she greeted him, Jarilo moved to her side, and aimed to brush his nose over her shoulder before he shook his head. The sway of his tail gradually slowed. No, she has not. He tried to deliver this answer as plainly as he could, free of the worry that he knew she would pick up on--because of course she had asked about her mother. Even he was beginning to feel more than a hint of unease about it. With everything going on lately, good and bad, he was tense about the matter as her absence only grew.

Every hour of each day so far, he hoped it would need to be the last she spent away from them, but he could not be sure how much length to speak on it now with Sialuk. Especially knowing how close she was to her anaa. He curled his haunches into a neat sit next to her, and tried not to sigh too audibly. What have you been busy with here this afternoon? he asked, chasing swift after a change in topic before the other one had a chance to spiral.