Broken Antler Fen We cannot alter our fate, but we can rise to meet it.

Maia's resurgance from the snowy sea was less graceful as Wraen's had been, but the esthetics of the process mattered to her less than the fact that her younger sibling appeared to be fine. After all both had learned fairly recently that good health was not something to consider as something permanent and it was easy to get hurt. 

"Ahoy, Mrs Yeti," she pranced to, where Maia's head was and planted a sloppy kiss on her forehead. "May I tell you, how absolutely stunning you look?" she teased her with a cheeky grin.