Broken Antler Fen the nature of life is not permanence, but flux

moonglow. she had not heard the name since the beginning of winter, when bridget and the others had forged out with supplies and help. "this is good idea," she said, feeling rather out of her depth with the politics of things. 
for a long, shrewd moment she looked at ruenna. what if the older woman could comfort some of the feelings about kynareth? and yet teya did not think it would be palatable to say. "where ursus, if you know?" it sickened her to think that after all the time she had spent with the brindled man, she truly did not know him at all.