Sunset Valley little bird, broken wing

torn between her loyalty to morwenna and the reverent love she feels for her father. gaze urgent as she looks to him, but his eyes are not cruel. they brim with pride, with concern.

"they are only children." and she grimaces at having spoken a word against him.

"they did not choose their father, but they are pieces of morwenna still. and i love her as i do you." and she is looking, seeking urgently for him to understand. she does not defy him willingly. it is not the just the children, but their mother. ishmira's loyalty to her holds strong.

"i cannot promise not to fight for them if the time comes again. they have done nothing yet to earn my scorn."