// May the road rise up to meet you //
Extending her hands towards Sascha for the ursur to sniff or rub against, Maea's own heart felt full to bursting with a warmth that had no name. Blinking back tears from her own eyes, she laughed helplessly at the silly happiness shared between all of them. "We really did," she echoed, both proud and in disbelief - what had seemed impossible had been achieved, and bonds that should have been severed had been knitted back together.
Rubbing at her eyes with the back of her hand, the moon-haired ancient gestured to the beginnings of a firepit and the blink-hare carcass. "You wanna stay a while? We should celebrate... I can try and hunt for another hare if this one isn't enough for us all." And she'd need more herbs, maybe find some wild carrots and other condiments from the abundance of the meadow.
Rubbing at her eyes with the back of her hand, the moon-haired ancient gestured to the beginnings of a firepit and the blink-hare carcass. "You wanna stay a while? We should celebrate... I can try and hunt for another hare if this one isn't enough for us all." And she'd need more herbs, maybe find some wild carrots and other condiments from the abundance of the meadow.
Maea
// May the wind be at your back //
