Noctisardor Bypass in the trees, is a ghostly breeze

I’ve only seen it from a distance, Druid replied, but I definitely can’t wait to get closer. It’s so… She made a gesture, trying to encompass the absolute vastness of it all. She hoped Laurel understood.

Before Druid could ask what gifts the children might enjoy in particular, Laurel’s next question caught her off guard. Her lips formed a moue, pulling a little at the corners. She glanced past their mother to eye them again, a little dubiously.

Focusing back on Laurel, she hesitated. I’m not sure. I mean, what could I teach them? Furthermore, did she want to commit to something like that? Druid felt ill-equipped to handle what was being asked of her, though she didn’t want to disappoint her pack mate.