Nova Peak birnen

optional pup activity <3 @Phaedra @Elke @Ciri @Astraeus @Calcifer @Marble

wylla must recover. he could only hope for it; he attended her when she had need of him, but did not often know what to think of her grievous injury. it would be possible for her to attain more than a semblance of the life before, but mahler was not skilled in these particular matters. only cleaning, binding, packing, the endless chewing of soothing and astringent things.
the rain had long stopped, but the month of it had left a marshland place that leveled before dipping into the grotto called larksong. he did not know if this would be a forever event, or turn to ice when winter came, but for now the last warm stones held small brown frogs. it was here he called for the children of sagtannet, watching as the slimed puddlefish punctuated the air with daring leaps. mahler knew for their sake he must tear himself away; he could not neglect any more the responsibilities of his rank.