Phoenix Maplewood 'olia

of course hun <3 thank you!

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He did not know, but, the boy sought someone, too. The moondancer's gaze softened, as she lowered herself to sit by the stranger. Your brother, she echoed in soft breath. That is okay, came a nod. I am Moondancer, the easier way of saying it, she thought. One that she was not entirely against, either. But, she thought that maybe it did not carry the entire meaning of her name, as she who was alight like the moon, who was free of movement in her dance across lands. She hummed as she thought.
Ultimately, however, she continued. What call you? Your brother, too? Perhaps, me, my man, perhaps we help look for them, if possible, she rolled her shoulders back as she said it, almost relaxed, though there was a fierceness that glimmered like embers in the way in which she looked at him. A raging sorrow at the sorrows and pains of the children.
Perhaps a maternal instinct.