Mount Apikuni i can feel the light shine

morwenna hummed softly, her pale gaze drifting toward the horizon as if she could see the saatsine lands from here. her mind turned over the stories she had heard, the fragments she had pieced together. they were not like the creek. no soft waters or quiet earth. they were something untamed, something primal.

they chase the caribou, she began, her voice low but threaded with fascination. they live by them, for them. the herds guide them, like spirits walking the land.

her eyes flicked back to bracken, holding her gaze with quiet intensity. it's different. louder. fiercer. a pause, as she let the words settle between them.