Ankyra Sound Lay down my bones knowing I'll be in a better place

val was faced with a choice: rest and hunt, or press on. in rosalyn's current state, only the former seemed possible. while he had trepidation about resting in the sound, he knew it close enough to home that their safety was more assured than anywhere else.

while he hunted, rosalyn dreamed. he would have given anything in the world to know in that moment the same torment visited her!

val returned to rosalyn with a meager grouse winter-thin and already on its way to dying. he dropped the kill tentatively by his maman, his eyes softening as he saw she was overwrought with sobs. maman, what's wrong? val asked, stepping close to nudge the back of her neck gently.