Dawnlark Plains ☾ déix̲

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When summoned, she would come, arriving in a wordless grace, warmth shimmering within her gaze as she looked upon the brothers. The stranger, brother of shadowman gave a rigid nod, and this made her smile widen, borne of amusement. But there is something more. Something that she was not quite aware of. A person. A life lived. A past that she did not know.
As he shared that he was looking for someone, a girl, the moondancer craned her head towards Uktark. We help? Asked her gaze, curious in the careful raise of a brow and the huff that left her nose. She would like to help. Felt that genre of urge within her. Knew, too, that it would provide reason for her to roam—or, rather, to venture with purpose, alongside her man.
The woman would not speak, yet. Watched, rather. Listened. There was a clear kindness within her, of which carefully cradled a fierce protection that she would extend towards this child that she did not know, should it be asked.
Ear flicked attentively.