good night, sweet prince

His arms drown her, not that she minds one bit. Hugging him tightly in return, her face buried in his shoulder, Isla ends up on her toes to try and reach him properly. "I have missed you so much," she murmurs to him, leaning in to kiss his cheek only to end up with a face full of beard. Laughing softly, she only draws back enough to push his curls back from his face and look up at him properly through shiny eyes. "I heard you were here to protect the woods?" Remi mentions others and Isla nods gently, clearing her throat to get the words out better. "Edrei is back," she mumbles. "Kiada, too, and a few others. They must have passed after I did, though." Shaking her head, it's unlikely that she'll really recognise anyone from her time as a horse. ISLA pray for me pray to me