When she dared glance his way, she found him idly pushing at the cuticles of his nails, like a cat grooming his paws. “That was kind of you,” she said at last. She tried to think of something to say, and she could feel Eanrin watching her, could sense him also trying and failing to come up with a fitting word. Imraldera stood awhile watching the place where Nidawi had disappeared into the Wood. They simply could not shine as they might wish to without their mother’s presence. But Imraldera could still feel them and hear them around her, as bright and lively as ever. And when she went, the colored glows of her people winked out, one by one. So Nidawi left, the cub gamboling at her heels. A fitting companion for the Everblooming, Imraldera thought, backing away again. Then, though she hesitated, she reached out and stroked the lion cub’s ears, which were so soft as to be irresistible, even though he always tried to bite in response. When I have found a home for my children, I will return.” “I have many Paths to explore, and Lion here will keep me company. The cub climbed up onto her shoulder and chewed on her ear. Nidawi, pleased, smiled at them and melted into the form of a girl just on the brink of womanhood, neither child nor adult but something in between. The Haven would be a lonely spot no more.Ī few lights remained hovering around Imraldera’s shoulders and the top of her head.
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