Deepwood Weald do you ever feel like a plastic bag?

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The two families thrived with Meerkat and Nasamik as mothers. Sialuk yearned for her chance at motherhood, but her time had not yet come. She was patient, and she would wait for nature to take its course. She wondered how Marina faired in village Moontide, young ones likely growing in her belly. She wondered also of her own mother in village Moonglow. Sialuk knew she was due for a visit there, and to wherever Vaire had decided to settle—if she had at all.

Her time in the evening was spent with @Argent when he answered her call. During the daylight hours, she hunted and fished for @Nasamik and @Meerkat when she was not gathering herbs and softening skins. She wandered closer to Moontide today, thinking she might check in on Marina, then make her way to Moonglow to meet with anaa, but a cursing voice slowed her.

This woman greets you, she said, drawing closer to the dark-cloaked woman. Her coat was striking, and her verdant eyes bright even in the dark of the fog that hung in the forest.