{attn: Zara}

[morvydd]

Morvydd has already been to the deserted cottage in the woods, wearing her red dress and carrying a basket (no comments from the peanut gallery, please). Finding no one, she walks around the house for a little while, and then goes back to the main path and down through the woods, past her cousins' house, out over the fields

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[russet_goddess]

Zara at that moment emerges from hers, brushing thread ends off her black skirts and blinking a little in the light.

[morvydd]

"Good day," Morvydd calls, picking up her skirts.

[russet_goddess]

Oh, right, she remembers making the dress for this one. She comes over, in the slow way she's taken up lately. "Doing all right for you?" of the dress.

[morvydd]

"Ay. Most excellently." She smiles, and there's something in the smile that warms and brightens things like the sun (she is related to Gawain, let's not forget, and to Arthur). "I am come to give you my thanks," lifting the basket slightly.