Firefly Glen [PHE] arnuyaun ≋

Akavir meandered closer to the back—stalwart and silent as moonwoman spoke—Akashingo bore trouble at their second palace—Muat-riya. A sharp glance about him confirmed Tavina was not to be seen, and he felt grim concern burrow in his chest. His mind turned to Eset, of course it did—but his worry bloomed further than the dark woman. He held others in esteem from the haughty palace—Toula, primarily, and Senmut, as well. Tavina, was another he would loathe to see hurt.

It was not a decision he could make now—not with the history he knew of, and what the creek could lose should something befall any of them with their assistance.

Yet the deserts were not far from their home—and if this group had already wandered from there and to the moon packs to distribute their ‘green,’ it would only be a matter of time before the valley came to their sights…

Stoically, his pale eyes drifted—looking for @Sven, curious to know what Kvarsheim would do.