Ouroboros Spine sons of salt and sea

I would have to say goodbye to everyone. But that can be done in only a few days. Some of the hunters are out, but they should be back soon. She mused aloud, placing the gifts from their wedding into little alcoves to await packing.

She paused at the mention of a bear, her back stiffening, her paw hovering over the antler her elder sister brought to her. She swallowed, thick, ears slowly laying back.

Bear don't like to leave anything left. Any survivors would be at constant risk of it just picking them off one by one. It’s unlikely that anyone remains, if they did, they have probably scattered. Vairë spoke slowly, before redoubling her efforts on moving things. She paused for just long enough to flash a smile over her shoulder.

But I would love to meet your uncle. She said with a curl of her tail.