Sun Mote Copse kyrie, fons bonitatis

eshamun smiled. "i believe you were guided here by a higher power than your own, dear one. come," the pregnant wolfess murmured, stepping aside to invite the pearl to walk with her. "tell me of yourself." she would give this one a home, of course -- not only were the malkaria in need of bodies, but there was an aura that surrounded the woman which eshamun liked very much.