Juniper frowned slightly, more confused than displeased by Aurelia's and Maeve's responses. She had encountered those who were unimpressed with the Greatwood's prowess before; as Warden of Halo, Morgan had outright stated that she didn't believe the Fae had anything to offer. But Juniper hadn't even asked the Torcher queens for anything yet. They seemed to be pushing her away as if they had decided to go it alone -- as isolationist as the Fae had once been. If Torchline were truly the melting pot of Caido, then it of all places ought to have known it could not stand in isolation.
"We are not under attack at the moment," Juniper said, her voice even despite the slight furrowing of her brow. "But we know this state of affairs will not last. I was in Meadowreach last season; I heard the prophecy of war to come. We have eight seasons to prepare. I may not be a tactician, but I would think it best to plan ahead how we can help each other in that conflict, rather than wait for our enemies to pick us off one by one."
Juniper sat back a bit, picking up her tea. "If you believe that it is Safrin's will for Torchline to focus its attention inward at the moment, rather than reaching out to its would-be allies, then I will not argue with you."
"We are not under attack at the moment," Juniper said, her voice even despite the slight furrowing of her brow. "But we know this state of affairs will not last. I was in Meadowreach last season; I heard the prophecy of war to come. We have eight seasons to prepare. I may not be a tactician, but I would think it best to plan ahead how we can help each other in that conflict, rather than wait for our enemies to pick us off one by one."
Juniper sat back a bit, picking up her tea. "If you believe that it is Safrin's will for Torchline to focus its attention inward at the moment, rather than reaching out to its would-be allies, then I will not argue with you."
Juniper
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