Qeya River šest

she listened and found some bubbling warmth. seven days together. seven days of just them. they might return with a new name to solidify their bonding.

children were far from her mind (should she have thought of them more? ksura was a family man...) and were given only little thought. it was a bridge that could be walked over when the time came. she did not burn yet and nothing would come from their seven days.

meanwhile her betrothed fretted over something that senka thought sounded rather nice. a whole deer hide just for them? perhaps she had spent too long laying on the cold healing floor of the caverns. before she might have interjected, ksura's voice broke free. she only glanced slightly between the two men. perhaps she had missed something in sun eater's gaze that the sheep killer had seen.

i would like to go walk the high path now... she offered with a bit of a sidelong look to ksura. we will come back in seven days. maybe sun eater would not feel so deterred by the refusal of his wedding gift if she made it clear that they would follow the other things he had said.