Silver Moraine but really when it gets down to it

in the silence that welled around them, sobeille drafted her rebuttals. she was prepared for rejection and had built an entire argument around it:
- she would be fed
- her strong puppies would be given security and comfort
- they would be raised as powerful women, by women sivaak would appreciate for their strengths
- and mostly, that strange girl did not want to part from her sivaak, and felt more than anything an insane sense of possessiveness that could not be rationalized to a normal person —

none of which needed to be uttered, for sivaak finally broke her silence and acquiesced. even though her tone promised nothing, agreeing was enough.

good. sobeille murmured, unable to hide the tension ebbing from her shoulders. dere is a place beneath saffique called de sound. i t’ink it be a place of power. a place for muradoii legacy, mebbe. her gaze flickered over the proud landscape of sivaak’s hard face. though they came from very different lineages, they were each other’s people.