Morningside Cuesta ouska

last for me! <3

"i don't care what you do. i don't care if you kill him. just keep everything away from druid and that den."
she was snapping now, frost in her gilded eyes, the voice beyond exhaustion speaking in anger.
"i think druid should leave," heda said plainly to fiona, "and i think all of you should go with her. anywhere else." her hard gaze surveyed the silent men. "but she doesn't want to leave. so do whatever is decided. leave me out of it."
no one was listening. anselm and etienne didn't want to hold onto this patch of land. fiona needed a break. druid couldn't even fight right now. and for all her fury, heda didn't want to fight either. she was frustrated by the fact that none of them seemed to be considering the six vulnerable lives, none expendable, none worth risking more anger and violence by attacking glaukos on sight.
she feared him more than she loved this territory that had only seen fit to associate itself with bad things in her life. 
on impulse, heda picked up the heron and shouldered past them all, closing her ears and thinking with fierce desperation of the island. she'd rinse the bird in the lagoon, then her own pelt, before taking it to druid. there she'd inform her sister that anselm and etienne had come back, and were formulating a plan with fiona for what to do if glaukos returned.
that would lift druid's spirits, she hoped. only then would she allow the pups to nurse as she lay down sighing among them, slamming her eyes shut on the world once more.