Broken Antler Fen cherimoya

teya watched in worry as lilitu choked, shifting closer. there she remained even when it became apparent that the child had overcome whatever had happened. "yes. full of mist." mentioning such reminded her of the fog rolling from the lake.
"i not know many there. i left quickly." she was unashamed to say so, for now she was here and had made something of herself. "i knew reiko name only. was it good home to you?" it did not seem that lilitu had may memories of the mountain-home. perhaps that was all right. the fen was a much more inviting place, and would only grow more precious in the months to come she suspected.