Blackfeather Woods justice above us

There was a relief that overwhelmed her as the woman accepted the new rank. No fuss, no million questions for Jakoul to foolishly stumble over. It had gone smoothly — not that she had thought the Merei would fuss but she could have worries, no? If the gesture was allowed she would aim to brush her nose against the mother's cheek. A silent thank you.

Trust. She whispered softly. The woman had been a reliable face for as long as the Morta had been present, perhaps longer even but she knew not of her full history here and simply decided to be grateful for the now.