Elua er Goltbred's eyes snapped open in the dark.
Her body remained perfectly still as her spiritual sense expanded outward to search for whatever had disturbed her sleep. Her birds were quiet, her parents were *silent* finally, and the air in the tent felt unchanged.
No unusual sounds pierced the quiet pre-dawn beyond a few other early risers. Qatrand's fragment remained calm in her chest… indicating her beloved was sleeping peacefully even after their emotional back and forth.
Yet, something had shifted.
She sat up slowly while drawing her essence field tight against her skin. The quality in the air held no 'physical' change, but her Breacher spirit detected a barely perceptible hesitation in the natural flow of energies all around. A sign which she had experience with.
"So it begins."
