“What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said.”; any

[Ygritte]

BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE

The woman had been in her own head with eyes barely taking in the landscape. Sylva had become so familiar as though a second skin. She finds that she can slip in and out of her home and easily adjust, There are other horses that dwell within the forested lands. Her children were accounted for and safe (even of they did not chose to live in Sylva). But something felt as though it were missing. Was it the lack of the spotted king in the lands? Was it an empty womb after so long? The woman did not know but there was a void in her breast and yes, to herself, she missed being touched..cooed to...the press of a firm body against her skin. It was not about sex between them but Ygritte needed a nurturing touch every so often. It was only natural.

Shamefully enough, Ygritte does not notice the roan woman till the words break the spell she had cast in her own head. A quick toss of her head brings the amber eyes back into focus, the easy slip of a smile crosses her lips as she withdraws inside herself. "Oh Eiria, it is good to see a familiar face. Sylva is so big that it has been a few days since I've seen anyone. How are you?" Ygritte pushed passed the young mare's inquiry and replaces it with her own. Were things okay? Truly? She banishes away the thoughts and isntrad focuses on Eiria with a pleasant smile and awaits her reply.

Ygritte.