Ouroboros Spine esto perpetua

Oh? Aiolos gingered ears perked at the knowledge that this large river rodent was for he and Moonwoman. A gift... because, because of he and Vairë. Aiolos jaw clenched and he leans back so that he may carefully sit down. Ready to hear what was about to be laid out before him by the pale, malted man.

Valiant was younger then himself at least by a few years. However, he was equally older then Vaire by a number, too. The age gap between the two was a reminder of Ariadne and Kigipigak. He, who had found a bride young of far less years and took her far from the life and family she knew. The thought made Aiolos skin crawl and so, made the hairs along his spine bristle. 

Yet - Vairë's first had been a young man, dark and handsome. Yet he had left. Whether it was cold feet being tied up with children and a wife at such a young age or whether something dire had happened, Aiolos likely would never know, lest he returned. 

Vaire is a grown woman. She has already been wife, already had children. Her bride-price has been paid... Aiolos murmurs at first, yet it is obvious he is now just as uncertain and uncomfortable as Valiant. @Kukutux usually handled these things. Well, she seemed to be able to handle everything. Time is all that I and my wife may need. He then decides and then explains. She has been left. Many wives have been left... He trails off, a grumble on his lips as his firey gaze casts away all brooding like.