Ellana takes the fabric with a smile, brushing thumbs over it. Such finery was rare in the clan, though that didn't mean they never had anything soft to wear. Furs were soft and some fabrics too. But this is a silky softness, and she imagines if she had something like this to wear that she'd never stop running her hands down it.

"It would look nice with anything," she says, imagining different shades against it.