Shadowwyn Moor Muradoii

Suliya speaks softly now. Thoughtful. It is one different which she had given when they had first laid eyes on one another. Though they tested one another. They both recognized their unrelenting power. Now, they allowed room for words only befitting for those who earned them. 

She did not strike Meleys out as monster, for leaving the children who could not march. She felt her customs just as deeply. Suliya, be it unknowing to Meleys, was a woman bred of dark waters, cold blood, hardened hearts. Meleys had been called things mighty similiar in the years which she had lived. It was perhaps then that the two women were not far from one another at all. 

He speaks of Grey man for me. He is half my own age! The phantom tells after the other reveals her own pairing. Sun Eater, the match maker! She would have never imagined. She chuckles just slightly, shaking her muzzle. 

Let it be settled then. Her words speak with a bite of directive. Either of us wed until a man give us reason and want to be wed to them. 

[i]My brother has an eye for you. She then states. It was why she had been tasked to come and know Suliya, after all. She had enjoyed the woman's company thus far enough, she had almost forgotten! No matter - Yet I see his eye wanders to others too. Perhaps in the long run it would be best to see how that unfolds firstly. Suliya did not seem the type fitting for the placement of second wife. [/i]