Stone Circle And I will sing a lullaby

She could not have known the complexity of Skáld’s emotions in that moment. In her eyes he was her child, one desperately in search of home and family- and weren’t these the things she offered him now?

He shakes his head and her ears pin. It was hard enough convincing him to embrace this change with her. Piecing together a shared language was an entirely different challenge.

“Can we just- for a moment think about how Fig is feeling?” She asks of him. “You and I have each other and Kvarsheim but this is all brand new to Fig. Whatever we’re feeling, don’t you think that’s much more scary? And can you help me extend a little welcome to him?” Her ears perk, hopeful.

She couldn’t bare this growing division, but she felt it could be fixed. As soon as Skáld and Fig could spend some time with each other, they’d both see in them what she did.