The sound of hoof beats reached her before the tell-tale scent or the familiar and voice of the woman. Yet all sense took in the information as it was presented and yet, even with all the pieces, the puzzle did not come together. As the woman neared her, two small beings atop Grace like miniatures of their mother, ruby eyes scanned for anyone who might be following, but it was only Liliana. Liliana not in Aniwaya, where she belonged, but greeting her as any member of Crimson Dreams might. Yet her friend's smile was infectious and so before any words were passed between the two, Nayru matched the woman's grin with her own soft smirk. The easy smile stayed on the two toned face as she watched the woman slip down off the tall horse and place her children on the ground, and crimson eyes followed the movement and landed on the children. Hello.
Lifting her gaze back up the tiny woman looked up at Liliana. Liliana! Indeed, it’s been much too long. Swiftly she moved to embrace her friend. Where once she would have held back such emotional displays, at least until Liliana initiated the friendly affection, the girl had allowed herself softened in Ichika. Pulling back she studied the woman's face for signs of change, times of war aged others more quickly than those of peace and yet Liliana looked much the same. I've been very well! Too well perhaps. Was it possible? Life in Ichika was peaceful and easy, although the attack on Wretch hung heavy on her heart still. The warrior was perhaps not built for so fine a life, and yet it had been she that insist Dahlia up and move to their promise lands. She was not sorry for it.
Nayru looked again to the children, her first time seeing the result of Liliana's mateship. Where then was her mate? Still in Aniwaya? Having heard of the unhappiness pooling in Aniwaya the young girl could guess at her friend's reasoning for being so far from home, and yet it seemed strange that the woman who so loved her tribe would have left. Yet if Nayru knew any pity it did not leak into her tone or words, merely she seemed genuinely please to be in the presence of her friend once more. And so she was. And what of you? Such a strange place to find you, no?
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