Wheeling Gull Isle shouklaka

while caracal considered the future, heda relaxed against him until she was asleep.
the long weeks, the gathering, and now the tending of aquillius: her acts of service had left her decimated in terms of energy.
caracal had provided her with peace and respite. heda accepted it warmly and gladly.
she would awaken if he moved or if the boy called, but for now — for now she slept, and thankfully so.