Ouroboros Spine sons of salt and sea

a few days to say goodbye, she tells him. rhaegal gives a small, sage nod. aye, he rumbles. it's nae goodbye forever. and he wouldn't expect it to be! moonglow wolves would be welcome to visit and hopefully vice versa! he wants their future bairns to know their family: corten-sveijarn and moonglowians alike.

vairë's talk of bears and how they do not like to leave survivors does not settle well within rhaegal's chest. it is a heavy thing, a sickening roil of his stomach; causing his shoulders to slump slightly with the weight of the somber reality taking place within his mind.

best, then, to stay as far away from the cliffs as possible.

but he doesn't want to linger in the somber for too long! this is their wedding night, after all. so, we stay here for a few days longer so you can say goodbye and then we'll visit moonspear for a night or two tae introduce you tae my uncle and then we head for the coast?