Hoshor Plains dife

"it donnae be his personality i want, maleah," mireille teased with a bright grin. the healer's next question drew a more thoughtful expression, and for a time she only watched the passing of bodies and beasts before she answered.
"i would never choose a man for settlin'," she began. "my mot'ers loved each ot'er too much for me to ever consider a man."
an unexpected pang now, to think of val.
"i suppose i have not considered it. my sisters an' nieces have helped me to raise my little ones." her eyes turned toward the pretty seawolf. "an' you?"