[ She closes her eyes against the image, feeling it in her mind - and it is not just that she is used to seeing such things. It is that it is Ilde, and she would accept much for that alone. Even the way that seeing her own broodmate, another part of herself, makes something grip tight in her throat.
Her own concerns could be for another day.
Because she knows how much being pure mattered to Ilde. Her hands sweep against her, settled to her hip and the other moving up to draw her fingers through her hair. ]
(No, no it has not. It just... draws parts of you out of yourself you didn't know existed yet.)
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Her own concerns could be for another day.
Because she knows how much being pure mattered to Ilde. Her hands sweep against her, settled to her hip and the other moving up to draw her fingers through her hair. ]
( No, no it has not. It just... draws parts of you out of yourself you didn't know existed yet. )