Firefly Glen [PHE] Strides

"go, with sedna's blessing," kukutux said with a quiet swiftness. she had not moved from his side, nor had she spoken during this time.

sun man held rightness. such a request must be made from the mouths of those who asked.

and yet! she thought of the children lost, of their daughters; for this she spoke again.

"i can give no promising that others will come. if they cannot see your need, they may make their paths back to their homes without listening."

but softly she regarded the young pharaoh, this mother caught between duty and anger. "i will send my voice to the leaders who have gathered. i will give them your words. they will choose for their villages."

to think of it in commonality; akashingo would owe much to the wolves of moonglow if the voice that aiolos called powerful might rally warriors to pharaoh's side. in genuine worry she moved, but in determination that her sunshine people avoid beholdenment in any regard. 

her green eyes were warm. "i will speak these things. moonglow gives a request: that @Racharra stay here, among those who remain in the camps. she will give help in this meeting." and her bond had belonged long to their village. known to them, meant to marry a sunshine man, it would be a showing of good things and a future more equal.

silent now, nodding toward toula, kukutux waited to hear the end of this urgency. her word would be kept; she would call together the leaders in the next morning, so long as assurance was made.

it was a far place to send any warrior. the number of days did not matter to the duck.