Emberwood carolina

Morwenna stood a respectful distance away, her gaze tracing over the stranger’s form as she turned her eyes back to the stars. There was no tension in her posture, only quiet observation. She hadn’t missed the faint scent woven into the woman’s coat, a scent she knew well enough—Sun Eater. It stirred something in her, a flicker of curiosity tempered by a practiced caution.

The woman’s presence here was quiet, her focus drawn to the heavens, and for a brief moment, Morwenna felt a kinship with her. There was a certain freedom in the night, away from duties and burdens, a chance to simply exist. But still, questions lingered, unbidden yet insistent.

You run with Sun Eater, she remarked softly, her voice drifting between them as she held her place, allowing the woman her space.

She didn’t push further, letting her statement settle gently in the cool air between them, her gaze shifting briefly back to the stars as if they, too, might offer an answer.