Maeve
The Nightshade takes a sip of her own drink, eyes flitting over to Aidon, watching him trounce through the snow alongside them, claws sinking into the fresh powder with each step. It was an unsettling thing, having to potentially try to be in two places at once, needing to stretch herself so thin. Sensing her unease, Aidon looks over to her, trilling a soft comforting sound towards her. It's accompanied with a pulse of reassurance.
"The Sleeping Steps. There is an area that only the clergy can get to. I feel like it could be there. The temple would be the other place I would think to look." Maeve tells her softly, glancing at the Honeybee girl, trying to manage a slight smile. The stress clear on her features. "Hopefully that will give us a good place to start."
"The Sleeping Steps. There is an area that only the clergy can get to. I feel like it could be there. The temple would be the other place I would think to look." Maeve tells her softly, glancing at the Honeybee girl, trying to manage a slight smile. The stress clear on her features. "Hopefully that will give us a good place to start."
NO ONE WANTS YOU WHEN YOU HAVE NO HEART
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
