Hoshor Plains mayday, mayday

Epoch… where Towhee and Tamar and Aresenio were. A frown found her features when he spoke of his brain no longer being able to handle the stress. “Do you want to talk about it?” Either through delirium, or exhaustion, she would not remember much of this conversation, but at the very least she could attempt to provide sage counsel in the moment.

Mereo was no more? She felt her jaw fall agape… but then with it came hope. He had seen Kallik. “Kallik? And what of our sons? Have you seen Siku and Nanuq? Are they with their father?” The worry in her voice was undeniable.