Shadewood So many thoughts going through my brain

dipping her head shyly, kukutux smiled, but in her heart was a pang of bittersweetness. "i have only twelve moons," she revealed softly. and in that moment she thought of gwen, and of cry — how very little she had asked, how much she had been prepared to give in return. all for naught. the wood had become stifling. "perhaps one day."