Come leaders, come you men of great, let us hear you pontificate.
After the chill of Deepfrost, the snow drifts of Flowerbirth were almost a relief. Being able to step outside and not wonder how many toes she’d have by the end of patrol was almost liberating. Helping to keep the walkways clear of the snow was demanding, physically, but it got Mallorie out and about. A more tangible way of helping the people of Halo than merely providing a presence.
Mallorie, lacking a magic that would be particularly useful in moving snow, dug in with her shovel. She quite enjoyed the quiet time she got to spend with Morgan, glad her initial impression of the woman as sensible and principled had born true. The chance to do something that required little thought, in good company, was rare. She stood up and leant on the shovel when Morgan paused, a little breathless herself.
“Mm. Not right away.” She paused for breath then added, “I don’t know where to start, really.”
She was used to Halo now, the cold and the people. And Mallorie wasn’t a wanderer by nature. She pausd to idly fantasise about shoving her sweating hands into the snow pile they’d gathered, then looked over at Morgan.
“I suppose the Warden doesn’t get to travel much?”
Mallorie, lacking a magic that would be particularly useful in moving snow, dug in with her shovel. She quite enjoyed the quiet time she got to spend with Morgan, glad her initial impression of the woman as sensible and principled had born true. The chance to do something that required little thought, in good company, was rare. She stood up and leant on the shovel when Morgan paused, a little breathless herself.
“Mm. Not right away.” She paused for breath then added, “I don’t know where to start, really.”
She was used to Halo now, the cold and the people. And Mallorie wasn’t a wanderer by nature. She pausd to idly fantasise about shoving her sweating hands into the snow pile they’d gathered, then looked over at Morgan.
“I suppose the Warden doesn’t get to travel much?”
MALLORIE
