Swiftcurrent Creek Sans sang

Her mother had once been proud, flawless, and mighty; she could spin words into song, a power more potent than spinning straw into gold. Now, her words tumbled from her like rocks from a cliff; each broken syllable fell against Suzu’s heart and broke it a little bit more.

Her mother had begun to stutter lot long before she had left; had her departure hastened this affliction?

She was grateful for Arric’s patience, as she could see how humiliating this was for the Tanzanite of Sapphique. 

With the wave of her mother’s paw, Suzu’s eyes widened. Sobeille? She asked, catching her mother’s gaze. Sobeille be gone? a nod. She looked to Arric. She be sayin’ dat Sobeille…If she be de one ‘o ‘urt your girls…She ‘as run off. 

She looked to the ground, considering the repercussions this might have. If she fled a trial, she was practically pleading her own guilt. She did not want to believe that @Sobeille would R-U-N-N-O-F-T but given the penalties she might stand to suffer…She could understand why the young woman might choose to flee. 

A tapping of her mother’s paw. Arlette? She asked, and was given a nod. Could Arlette ‘elp ‘er? 

And furthermore- would she?