Moonspear on the front line, get ready for war

A solid day of rest did a lot of good for the twice-again mother. She could not stray as far as she had last year until the babes were weaned of milk, as Elentari was not producing any of her own, but she refused to be confined to the ulaq entirely. She kissed the three dear little heads when she heard Sobeille's call, leaving her precious three newborns in the very capable care of the family.

Her body, now twice used to give life, hung differently from her bones. The Ostrega knew from last year that it would reshape itself in the weeks to come, but for now she would feel a bit out of place in her own skin. As she made her way down the familiar path of the mountain, she thought more on her second child. When she returned, she would ask the bones for their guidance on the babe to learn what their fortune was to be.

Sialuk's eyes lit up when she spotted the dark-masked child at her doorstep holding something odd in her mouth. Sobeille, it is good to see your face, she said, her tail wagging gently behind her.