Overture Downs so stay with me because,

morwenna felt heat rise to her cheeks at his bold question, though she did her best to steady her breath and keep her composure. her gaze drifted downward, tracing the edges of the caribou pelt draped over her shoulders.

i... don't know, she replied softly, the words barely above a whisper. the truth tangled within her chest, uncertain if it was hers to share.

lifting her gaze again, she managed a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. i do not live with the saatsine, she continued, a small sigh escaping her lips. my home is with the swiftcurrent creek wolves.

there was a hesitation in her voice, as if admitting this made her feel exposed, vulnerable. but she did not look away, her pale eyes steady on him despite the lingering warmth on her face.

what of your own homestead?