Broken Antler Fen New life and love

A twist in her gut. He spoke of a lost love, of a lost family, and even if he was familiar in other ways this thread of similarity burned through Ibis; she wanted to accept him on the spot. Everyone deserved a chance to make amends and to rebuild after such losses.

Stay with us, please, Ibis blurted suddenly, stepping closer in her fervor. Winter is a hard time to be alone. She added, and glanced to Wraen with a hopeful, if a bit pained, expression on her face. We can use a hunter, at the very least. And if her husband were to return to her, perhaps a midwife in the spring.