To the moon and back

Katja was glad her elder two children had recovered from their illness to join their siblings, though it still unsettled her slightly that they had missed out on the opportunity to stand beside their siblings at the blot. It concerned her at how near she had come to losing them both to disease, though Kassander assured her that it was not as serious as many cases of the illness had been. Still, it was with relief that she had seen them on their way to catch up to their siblings in exploring their limits. Yes, the world was dangerous and no, she would not hide them from that danger, but she could not teach them in such a way that they could stand against something so insidious as disease. It struck down bold and coward, learned and fool alike. But she could make certain that they were prepared and confident as a viking child should be. Her younger daughters had indicated their interests to her; it was time to learn what, if any, interests bold Raesa held. To that end she set herself beyond Yfir's boundary to the north, and raised her head to call the adventuresome girl who so reminded her of the friend Katja had lost, and the cat creature Raesa had befriended.