āMamae, mamae!ā
āCareful, Neris! I just finished that one, we donāt want to smudge it right away,ā Vallera said, pushing the freshly painted mask to the side as she shifted to accommodate her daughter on her lap.
āMamae, hahren said that I could be at the dance!ā
āDid he, now? Then you need a mask, daālen.ā She planted a quick kiss on the top of Nerisās head.Ā āDo you remember hahrenās lessons about the gods?ā
āWhy?ā Neris asked tentatively.
āWell, because for the wolf dance in the new year, the children wear masks of vallaslin. Which of the gods do you favor, hmm?ā Vallera waited as Neris pouted and looked away from her eyes for a moment.Ā āIāll give you a hint. Do you favor like me, the flames of Sā¦?ā
āSylaise!ā
āYes! Good girl,ā she said with a smile,Ā āOr maybe the wings of Dā¦?ā
āDaaā¦ā
āDirthāā
āāamen!ā
āDirthamen, yes, like yourā¦ā Vallera looked over to the edge of the camp, where Nerisās father conversed with one of the lead hunters. āYour papae?ā
āNo.ā Neris shook her head to the sides and Vallera laughed.
āSo⦠what do we do?ā
āI want to be a hunter!ā
āA hunter?ā
āYes, I want to track down the Dread Wolf and defeat him like Sulanin!ā
āOh, to find FenāHarel youāll need the guidance of Ghilanānain, but to defeat him youāll need the blessing of Andruil,ā Vallera paused,Ā āSo whose will it be, daālen?ā
āBoth.ā
āBoth?ā
āYes.ā Neris smiled.
Vallera laughed at her child.Ā āAlright, my love. Do you want to paint yourself?ā
Neris nodded, amber eyes fixed on her own.
āVery well, letās see what you come up with,ā Vallera said, kissing her daughterās cheek three times in quick succession, and handed Neris her painting brush.
My piece for @thedosianlny, featuring toddler Neris and her mamae, Vallera, Lavellanās clan artisan, painting masks for the Dance of FenāHarel, where the children don vallaslin masks and help the dream warrior Sulanin defeat the Dread Wolf.










