The Heartwood I'm so used to sharing

Upon hearing of the revenant's absence, Khasni whipped to face the beast, teeth gritting one another. A heavy snort followed. Only another reason to suggest his impudence, She seethed, eyes narrowed.

To ease her mood, the woman focused on the addition of Dreven's newest claim: Atka.

I would much like to meet her. The oracle did not word this softly, but she was sincere nonetheless. She knew the lack of the harbinger's romantic affections. To have claimed a mate seemed surprising. But it would be welcomed, as would the girl.