Witch's Marsh starflower

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Morwenna inclined her head, casting a brief, warm look across the sharp angles of Sun Eater's face. She sensed the depth in his gaze, a scrutiny that seemed to press beneath her words to find meaning woven from threads he alone could see. There was strength in him, tightly bound, and she was careful with her own response, letting the words rise as smoothly as the mist over a still pond.

@Akavir is our alpha, she murmured, voice carrying the quiet weight of reverence. A steadfast leader, one who finds balance between justice and mercy. Swiftcurrent's path is his, and he leads us with wisdom, and— her eyes softened, lingering on his face—great purpose.

She paused, the corners of her mouth hinting at a smile. It’s a rare thing to find one who embodies such devotion, as I see you do for your clan. She lifted her head slightly, measuring the distance between them. Akavir’s purpose is not only to defend but to grow. Perhaps, in some way, that aligns with your own.

Her gaze remained fixed upon him, respectful, but with the quiet conviction of a wolf who understood both strength and humility.