Otatso Wetlands By ways

They would join Swiftcurrent Creek. But not before one last, important trip. Fixed with the look that Sovereign gave him, he drew in forced breath.

The weight of her words, the meaning in them resonated with him. What remained of her mother. A once great warrior, living on eternal in her mirrored image.

He remembered the burial of his own parents. Of the great significance it etched into him. A last act, a last honor. As someone intimate with loss, he had but one answer, given without hesitancy. 

He pulled her close in a warm embrace. And rumbled into her ear. "Of course." Together he had sworn. And together they be, even in this endeavor.