Ankyra Sound crush the fears of yesterday

i t’ink it be time to call for ‘im. sobeille remarked to @Treepie one hazy afternoon, watching smoke collect along the grey horizon.

she’d named the three of them at last. @Mirelyn, named for rosalyn and her maman. @Cairos, named to honor both of her grandmamans, and @Chireille, carrying chani’s remembrance and ajei’s spirit in each breath she drew.

but little mirelyn troubled sobeille. the girl had not gotten better, despite triaging between the three women that still remained. sobeille’s lengthy education with herbal plants did not account for the fragility her daughter displayed, a shortcoming that both frustrated the proud ankyran and filled her with dread.

she remembered @Etienne tending to her maman, and watched treepie somberly as the two cubs explored the sand while the other seemed to walk on eggshells.

she resolved that the drop would decide worthiness at some point, but she wondered — could mirelyn’s body even withstand the tide?