Firefly Glen [PHE] galvorn

"oh! oh, hello, little princess," tavina chuckled, fighting the rush of nausea burning her chest as she opened fond arms to the child. it seemed scant days ago since they had been born; now neith dazzled up into her eyes, reminding tavina greatly of toula at the same age.

"you're having trouble being still in one camp; me too," she whispered in faux conspiracy. "let's go and find something to do. where would you like to go?"