Felltree Marsh tin;beetroot;carrot;ebony;fruit;copper;silk;

A grin of her own slips onto her features even as pain tears at her heart, her thoughts turning once more to Laisse as he giggles in play. 

More stutters grace her blonde auds, accompanied by a single word that the boy seems to recognize - mum. 

"Aye, yer mum is thataway," she gestures once more in the direction of his pack lands, even knowing he doesn't understand.

Elve dares to come a little closer, thinking that perhaps she should make sure he was safe with his mother before leaving - lest Cam wander ignorantly into the dangers of the outside world.

She stops near the dark child, offering him a warm smile of reassurance before letting a soft howl escape her lips - urgent but not panic-inducing - for @Lily. 

She settles on golden haunches, turning to Cam once more. "An' now we wait, younglin'."