A Gathering of Three

"No harm in that … " Ursa offered warmly smiling at the newcomers companion. " Loyal friends have been a hard thing to come by of late. A friend is a blessing of the Mother no matter what form he or she takes."

Ursa's gaze drifted back and forth between the pair for a moment before she sighed noting the coming dark. " The day grows late friends and this is not a place to remain after night falls. We should be on our way. I for one have want of a warm bath and a proper bed this evening."

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