Shadowwyn Moor Dad's new girlfriend

k'edghildza's sharpness melted away like the last snow of spring, her anger retreating into the soft curve of her shoulders and the graceful tilt of her head. her silver eyes, once blazing with intensity, now shimmered with something softer, quieter—a divine patience, as if the storm had never touched her.

through our love then, we will show him, she said, her voice like the gentle rustle of leaves on a still evening. her tail flicked lightly behind her as she stepped closer to river walker, her presence no longer pressing but inviting.

come with me, she continued, a faint smile curling her lips. we will collect herbs. the caribou might wait, but the needs of the body do not.

her gaze searched his, no longer commanding but gently urging, seeking some common ground in their shared role as saatsine. the tension of moments before dissolved into the promise of purpose, of tending to the land and the lives they shared.