Sunbeam Lair ❝elyë lantanë melmessë sonen,❞

Golden gaze continued to stare at the plant, tilting her head to the side. “What other good use does it have?” Perhaps the pearl could teach her more about healing and herbs. And her thought went to her, what she could be doing now. Perhaps she awaited her return.
 
The presence of the ash wolf startled her; gaze turned immediately to the source, an almost dropped jaw, tail twitching, not from fear, but curiosity. And so, in front of them, Mahler of Diaspora; Agana had only heard stories from the silver about him, nothing was certain. Her only knowledge of 'Mahler' was associated with Diaspora, and only Diaspora.
 
As Andraste remained speechless, the sand female was worried of what happened to her; but as it seems, this Mahler has some sort of effect upon her. She was curious, what happened between the ash & the silver. She gave Mahler a questioning look, followed by a nod, greeting him. Perhaps it was better if she would remain silent, for now.