Stavanger Bay when I go

when he settles to spin the story together of the fall of moonspear, gracious follows him and finds herself nestled closely as they once were by the lotus pond in the vale. like old times, when times were simple and days were carefree under the protective wing of those around her.

as the tale of tragedy is pulled together, gracious feels her heart sink with grief at the thought. to lose those important to you -- she wonders about how many lives were touched by this infestation of grief and loss. her ears fall back and she reaches her paw to lightly rest atop aiolos' own.

"it is sad to hear of the tragedy that struck this land. i pray those affected find peace. i hope kukutux fairs well with the wolves she has brought together." she thinks quietly for a moment about what has been said and soons sprouts a new idea. 

"how would i go about finding this woman?" she politely asks aiolos. this would not be a permanent home for gracious perhaps, as she is nothing but old bone. no value left. but she could at least pay a visit and be respectful and think about her time of courtfall with the duck.