It has been a couple sevendays now since the babes were born and currently they are either sleeping or being tended to by the healers. Madri has stolen a rare moment for herself in all the chaos of newfound motherhood to read up on the copious reports streaming her way from R'ish and the others. Located at the far end of the garden, under that fateful tree is where she's curled up and munching on a simple redfruit. Waaaaaaay in the back, behind the tuber plants and rows of long tallish frond... read more
