Whitebark Stream e[m]barazada

He was sorry he had asked, to make her respond the way she did. But Ashlar was also not sorry because it did truly help. Both responses spoke of her own wants, showing that the tears were not reluctance. He looked down when she rose in anger against him and his ears splayed apologetically. But when his eyes rose to meet hers, they were resolved.

I’ll help. There was one plant in particular he wanted to find, the safest way. But he did not know how long it would take. I need to find it. But he told me a way, if it’s early. She was not showing yet so he knew it should do as she wanted. I can… I’ll look now. He wanted to see if she would stay or if he would need to come find her once he had what he needed.