Lost Creek Hollow eyes like frozen planets

"there is," silvertongue said in a kind voice, glancing to wren now. her lover's hard edges had gentled, smoothed. "when is the last time you saw your mother or your father? what direction?" she asked, stepping aside to invite the child closer with a twitch of her muzzle. ash star would need to add her say, but they could offer the girl rest and a meal while she was here.