Emberwood carolina

Morwenna’s gaze softened, a flicker of understanding glimmering in her eyes. She felt the weight in Redd's words, the way they resonated with that familiar ache of loyalty and change. The threads of kinship, once woven with certainty, had a way of fraying, twisting in directions unforeseen. It was a silent wound, the distance between what once was and what remained.

Perhaps, Morwenna said, her voice quiet, we’ll meet again when the world shifts, and run side by side. There was a gentleness in the offer, one born not of promises but of shared hope. Her path had been littered with those she had fought beside and lost, with loyalty questioned by time and distance. To find another with that same enduring strength was a rarity she felt blessed by, however briefly.

She looked up, following the pinpricks of starlight that began to pierce the gathering darkness. Beside Redd, she lingered in the quiet, each of them silent and watchful. For a moment, it felt as though the vast sky stretched above them with a knowing, ancient patience, watching as they, too, drifted—just two wolves beneath the stars, suspended in a single, fragile peace.

fade/exiting for mo! thank you for the thread, she's wonderful!