Silver Moraine but really when it gets down to it

sivaak's expression pans to one of deep thoughtfulness. when such emotions cloud the surface of sivaak's eye, where does she go?

sobeille imagines an abyssal plain; stark and cold and raw in its devoid landscape --

her attention snapped back to the huntress, realizing she had just asked a question.

soon. yura be wantin' to say goodbye to 'er anaa. den we go. and knowing enough of childbirth having witnessed it in both mireille and chacal, sobeille added, pointing at sivaak's belly. before dey make demselves known within you.