Firefly Glen [PHE] kimmiurat ⧤

a grin followed that, a laugh to come. "i am not smooth with words," she said. "but i have raised ten-and-five children. and i have helped to rear more than this number. each one has their own spirit." 

she did not think they should be sent away to stew elsewhere, but this was only her thinking as a mother. in this was the respect of silence; akavir had made his choice and she offered her deference to it.

"send them to moonglow camp." her greenstone eyes shone. "i will tell them what is to be done and where they must walk." 

perhaps she could share their rage with the creek wolf before her. he did not need to bear it all. "do not forget to seek your own peace while you are here." he was leader. he was father. but he was also a man. men must have their freedom in such times; they grew tense and dire without a breath.