Hushed Willows I'm ready to leave it, I'll go when I feel it

I may or may not have forgotten this was back in early March lmaooo. Made some small changes to reflect that

It hadn't been long since she'd settled down to feed her daughters and let Everett attend to other matters; Reverie nearly worried that something had gone awry when she heard Mae outside her den. It took her a moment to realize Akavir had come, too. He lingered outside of the den, and for that she was grateful. In a strange way she did trust Akavir; he wasn't welcome as an uninvited visitor to her den and he knew it, but Reverie didn't doubt his intentions. If he'd wanted to hurt her or her children, he could have, and would have done it long before now.

Aren't they? She murmured with a tired smile of her own, not bothering to get up. To Akavir she called out: You can come in, if you'd like.

But her eyes quickly returned to Mae. There was so much she wanted to say to the girl — but it was clear that now wasn't the time. There was a nervous energy in the air, for once not her own. So Reverie was only quiet for now, letting Mae begin the conversation however she chose.