Qeya River brother's blood

gjalla stood frozen for a moment. the tenderness of it was unexpected, something she hadn’t anticipated, and yet it felt right. she didn’t pull away when star eater reached for her, didn’t flinch when the warmth of her body pressed so closely, like the quiet yearning of two wolves bound by something beyond words.

she held herself steady for a moment longer before tucking her head into the she-wolf's neck.

thank you.

the words were soft and laden with something raw, something fragile. but there was no sadness in her eyes as she looked down at her sister, no pity. just a quiet understanding—one that she couldn’t fully explain.

“i’m not going anywhere, mo.” she replied.