Dragoncrest Cliffs full heart, empty hands

a meadow, the sea.

jorunn felt relief that she had slipped into sapphique, that she had left behind the harsh taiga, even if it might have reminded her of home.

two mothers, raised as one set of children between the wives. men from inside the pack used as...well, used she assumed. there was no mention of husbands.

oh but —

rosalyn? jorunn asked softly, a moment of pause for a response before she carried on. i have met her, she offered me sapphique too, but my heart was not ready back then.

are...wives common here? women taking women?

intrigued more than she might have cared to admit.