Sigil: City of Doors

Upon the pelts, within the cave of Isonade, a drawing in charcoal had been left. Attached to the drawing by simple clip was a folded note.

The drawing was of the two elves but Lyra had attempted more parody of proportion. The smaller female of darker skin and white hair sported a pair of huge dragon wings, far larger than her body, spreading wide across the page, looking as if they would topple the girl over were it not for the tall elf looming over her standing to her side with arms wrapped about the slighter girl holding her up. This male, bore the tiniest wings, still draconic in shape but blurred as if fluttering rapidly as a sylphs. A few words had been scribbled in jest below.

Beauty and Beast!

The note would read thus:

Lyra sorry for delay to completion of colour and filling to tattoos. Moon-Father not so well, Lyra tending and also needs to resupply for such large work.

*a reply is left taped to Dani's front door, addressed to Lyra in a familiar even hand*

Sovana,

Apologies for the laspe in reply...things have been a bit hectic. I love the picture, by the way. I've hung it over my work table. We both completely understand, and hope that Tovara gets well soon, and that you keep your health. I hope we can visit you both soon, to catch up with each other. The tattoos can wait. *a smiley face drawn*

~ Isonade