Wheeling Gull Isle My Order has detected an abnormal amount of transliminal energy

caracal had never said such things before. her golden eyes were surprised and perhaps hurt as she glanced in incredulity at her husband.
but he too was worried for them, and heda wondered if they should send someone else. she wouldn't fight the refusal, but somehow it lodged into her chest; 
she smoothed little ava and cuddled ana close. "will you ask manea to go?" she asked in a tone never used before, one of soft submission that she hoped would persuade caracal in that direction. neither of them could leave, truly; another would have to go.