Qeya River you don't want to breathe the light of the others

ilse was often tempestuous, incredulous, full of spit and fire and fury. she had not been checked too harshly and had no siblings to force the matter. sun eater had been the only one to truly punish her, make her flesh pay the price of her tongue. she found herself quaking, unwilling to press her luck. he had allowed her questions but for now, she would let him dictate the tolerance of her presence.

as he departed, the killdeer sang.

she butchered the words of his homeland, so as not to lose them. dziidghesdaa. lanzadoii.

the only thing she did not repeat was his name.