Northstar Vale loving

oh, weeping.

oh, tears.

tamar had never been referred to as such, and therefore she had never considered herself a constant, a star.

kunosoura. she heard arsenio's tongue there and through the wetness of her eyes there was a shine of deepest love and fine gratitude.

"then i must stay here and be home when they return."

voice unwavering, resolute with the strength meadow had passed to her in that moment.