Noctisardor Bypass the loxian gate

Reassured, Druid sat up straighter again and listened as Heda explained that Wylla was a relative. It took her a second to recall who she meant by Praimfaya. She had no memory of the woman—as far as Druid could recollect, Heda and Worripa had always been there along with Witch—but Sequoia had explained it to her once or twice. Although the connection Heda described sounded very convoluted to her young ears, she accepted this information with a nod and twitch of her lips. Heda was fortunate.

Can she be my great aunt too? Druid naturally wanted to know. She liked Wylla and would be happy to count her among her kin.

Although Druid meant to spend her hours fishing today, she didn’t hesitate to accompany Heda at her request. Of course I’ll go with you, Druid purled, pressing to her feet. She would always do what any of her sisters asked of her, within reason, and she was also very curious how one went about capturing something as flighty and swift as a bird.