The feast raged late into the night… a grand, triumphant celebration that marked the end of the bloody siege and prepared the Veynar clan for the next phase: the dawn march to claim the territories of the coalition.
Sol remained near the edge of the light, cup in hand, watching.
Veylara did not linger long after their brief exchange. Duty still clung to her even in celebration; she moved back into the crowd to speak with the remaining elders who had choose to stay back to defend, instead of joining the army to watch the spectacle, Veylara clasped the shoulders of surviving warriors, and ensure that the families of the fallen were not left isolated in their grief.
Zephyra drifted with her for a time before settling near one of the larger fires, where a group of younger Veynar listened quietly as she spoke of the ancestors and the weight of survival.
That left Sol with Kira and Zeyra once more.
