Upon The Ledge

The request of the old cheese did not give Eriar pause in her mission to return to their homestead. Though mentally, it did keep her quiet for a period of time on that trek. Contemplating if she could replicate it if she couldn't find it. Where would she even find it? Would, perhaps Reida be able to find it? She traveled a lot more than Eriar did. Then again, Merilin did as well and clearly he'd not come across it. Though, she'd reckoned, if he wasn't looking, perhaps he'd overlook it.

She'd only release his hand when they arrived home, turning to coax Solas off his perch, then his sister. Go! She'd whisper to both birds, sending them off with a lift into the air. For Merilin's sake, she did not allow the birds in the house when he was home. They were her children, not his, and she was okay with that. All of them remained wild creatures, free to come and go as they pleased anyway. Often, though, they stayed near enough to visit regularly. If not constantly at her side, like the raven siblings.

We shall look on our next visit, and I will ask Reida if she has seen it in her travels. Eriar finally explained her collected thoughts, closing the door behind her love once they'd entered. Come! You can help me prep the vegetables. Pulling a knife from the block, she set it on the counter alongside the assortment of root vegetables she intended to turn into a stew. For herself, she'd begin pulling spices out of the cupboard and deciding what she wished to use.