Mount Apikuni i can feel the light shine

bracken!

morwenna's voice lifted with a cheer, her stride turning into a bound that carried her closer to the figure emerging from the trees. relief eased the tightness in her chest as she took in the sight—bracken looked well, no blood, no limp. the worry she had carried softened at the edges, giving way to a small swell of pride for the healing she'd been a part of.

as she drew nearer, a new scent touched her nose. faint but undeniable—a pack. her brows furrowed for just a moment, something unnameable prickling at her chest. was it possessiveness? she shook the thought away, unwilling to entertain it.

how are you faring? she asked, her voice warm despite the quick flicker of doubt. you look so much better than before.

her gaze lingered, studying bracken with care, searching for any hidden signs of strain or unease. whatever questions lingered in her mind, she kept them at bay, focusing instead on the genuine joy of seeing her again.