Stone Circle Rage and Grief beset

He cradled the boy in the way of parents, and Faun looked at him with perhaps the greatest pity.

She would not comment on this. Only to his asked question. Her head dipped, low for a moment, before it rose again to regard him with a small smile. Her eyes were far older than her body in that moment, world weary with a thousand memories.

I will tell him. Faun said softly.

My name is Faun. And there is no debt, not for this. She paused, only a moment, then reached out to put her paw on the man’s shoulder, as a doctor comforting a grieving father.

I will make him live. This I cannot promise, but I will make it so. You’ll see your boy healthy again. Faun offered her best reassuring smile, then took a step back, leaving father and son to the den.

@Gunnar ? She would say as she stepped out, looking for the older man who had greeted them.