Bitterroot Valley you said you'd always be there for me

she reached out, brushing the fur lightly to ensure it stayed in place before her voice came, soft yet firm.

your warmth is more important, she said, her lanzadoii still thick with the inflection of a learner. her pale eyes glanced at the fur now against his form, then back to his face, gauging his reaction. fur not... thick yet, like me.

her attention shifted briefly to the surroundings, the herbs she carried tucked safely away. bull furs, she added after a pause, better for herbs. for traveling.

a faint smile touched her lips, a rare show of emotion meant to ease the weight in the air. k'edghildza's hands worked with a calm precision, beginning to inspect the bundle of herbs she had kept safe, though her presence beside ghelan was grounding, unwavering.