Kildeer Rest nìkeftxo

watchful silver-lit eyes observe the situation.

observing of the way sega handles the yearling with such... kindness. it is foreign to her, in more ways than one. even his uncle had been more rough when addressing strangers; and maybe...

that was a good thing. and she looks to sega with a thaw, albeit small. it is a gentle look, not lasting long, before passing once more to the younger one.

his name is tsu'tseya. ravah hadn't cared in the moment to ask for it—maybe a maternal instinct, too focused on getting food in his belly than to worry wart over such trivial things. but now that she knows it, a small smile grows upon her face.

a fondness.

it brave thing, she says with a soft voice to tsu, to be afraid. even strong warrior and hunter know it. then to sega, ravah hums. a glint of something she does not yet know in her eyes. gratitude, for helping this child when winter was strikingly upon them all.

she leans down with her nose to the food which tsu has hardly touched, eyes narrowing upon him, almost scolding. eat, now. she says again.