Swiftcurrent Creek Sans sang

She had come expecting for fangs to reach for her, half-figuring that some harm may have already fallen upon her daughter and her young family. She had expected for Akavir to be bitter and resentful, and for Arric to want her blood, especially after his own had been sought when he’d come to Sapphique.

But the Freshwater man was as cool as the waters he lived near, and his perspective ran just as clear, though she wondered now if Akavir had shared the whole story with him.

Two girls, nearly murdered by her niece.

She glanced to Suzu, wondering if her daughter even knew.

Talk of war had come up; perhaps that had been enough to distract the Creek’s alpha, who had so bitterly split the girls apart, whose reluctant mercy had spared Sobeille’s life.

To her daughter she could only give a doleful glance, and a quiet shake of her head. Song could not coax the words, now. Her lips trembled faintly as she realized how ineffective she was as a leader without the use of words for such complex matters.

She came to offer herself in place of Sobeille, but could not say as much. She could not explain to Arric what had happened- and that there had been an agreement that justice would be served. There was only one here who knew what was needed.

N-n-n-….nrrrrrr….Rrrrrrr….k-k-k-k-k He had once heard her sing, and now could only witness her in weakness. nnnnnn….k-k-k….rrrrrrv-v-v-v. Nonsense bubbled from her in a cascade of words, only a few of which were in English, the rest a muddled cocktail of her mothers’ tongue. She shook her head in shame.

She searched for a shred of Akavir’s scent in the area, not knowing that he had gone on a long patrol. Unlike Arric, he did not have a circle around his eye that, if traced, could give away his identity. Charades would not help her here. She flicked her wrist to the man, bidding him to make suggestions. If nothing else, she could nod and shake her head.

we can skip Suzu for now :)