Shadowwyn Moor the mourning sun

morwenna pressed herself close to sun eater for a moment, her silver eyes glinting as she spoke softly to him, she approves of you. the weight of those words carried something unspoken, a bridge between the two women, forged long before him but now extended to include his towering, protective presence.

she turned to gjalla, her expression a mixture of warmth and resolve. it will not be easy, she said, her voice steady but tinged with the thrill of what was to come. we run like i have not run before. a pause, a flicker of something softer crossing her features as she added, but it is worth it.

her smile, fleeting and genuine, was one of shared understanding. this was not a reunion of what had been but the start of something entirely new. she stepped back, nodding once to sun eater, silently inviting gjalla to join her as she moved toward the snowdrifts. her pace was light yet purposeful, each step forward a declaration of her choice, her allegiance, her future.