Silvertip Mountain the raven

take your time <3

she lingers near the base of the mountain, not willing to go deeper into the territory.

where is Aventus? she would have thought he'd greeted her by now, but no sign of her shadowy brother, though his scent wreaths the borders as much as anyone's. even if he is off on some errand, it's for his sake that she keeps away.

well, and her father's. Merrick had been more inclined to chase after his ankle-biter girl than linger around with her and that. . .well, she shouldn't be surprised. she isn't.

but she is a little hurt.

still, her thoughts are not solely trained on him, more so on her mission. . .and her mother. she's been calling for @Astara when she can, inviting but not insistent. trying to keep the desperation from her voice as she stalks the perimeter.

she's afraid. afraid that once she's within Astara's orbit, she will not stray from the dark woman's breast again. but she knows she cannot leave this place without seeing her; it would, perhaps, shatter both of their icy hearts. and she cannot—will not—do that.