Mount Apikuni i can feel the light shine

morwenna hummed softly, her head tilting as she let bracken’s words settle. there was a flicker of warmth at the sight of the woman before her, healthier, steadier, but still carrying that familiar edge of quiet resolve.

it is well, she replied gently, her tone measured but carrying the smallest hint of relief. her gaze lingered, thoughtful, before she dared to ask, and this place? the pack—what is it like?

her eyes traced bracken’s expression, searching for clues even as she waited for the words. there was a pang of curiosity, perhaps even something more, but morwenna kept it tethered. her own emotions, complex and unwieldy, were for another time. for now, it was bracken’s story she sought.