Firefly Glen Things fall apart,

alone?

she did not think so, but nor did anyone currently stand along her for this meeting. not her silent friend of moonglow nor her mother or siblings.

anatolia had come to face the uncertainty alone. was this bravery?

sweetling left her with a warmth that kindled a fire. she was more inclined to kindness and found herself a smidge less worried about what this woman might think of her. silence had been easier for her, but she could speak to someone so caring.

she set the bone down to rest between her paws. right now, but her voice seemed featherlight, not worried about the implication of it. are you? big eyes blinked as she looked up at the woman's face.