Azura knew that Tilma had had a life worth living to the full until she had grown weary and passed on to Sovngarde where she will be taken and made hale again just like Kodlak and her mother. And the other countless men and women who had died years before.

But there was a reason behind Triss's choice of name for their daughter, for instead of naming her Mara after the Goddess of Love, she named her Azura Shadowmane. Because she was well remembering her Harbinger before she was chosen as the next one to lead the Companions on to further glory. As well as the Daderic princewith whom she owed her pledge. The mistress of the dusk and the dawn.

Now, after the old woman's funeral pyre was starting to settle down and die into embers, she was still there tearless, but at least she knew that there was work to be done yet. And she has been sent to deal with a rogue wizard in a cave called Broken Fang and it was a master vampire to boot. But she killed her before she was bitten and made into one herself.

Azura had come home when she felt Odahviing close by and she started crying while the dov gently nuzzled her just like Shadowmere, her mother's stallion ever since she became Listener of the dark brotherhood. And she had finally cried all of her tears when she sensed the same guiding presence as before, it was her mother's spirit trying to warn her of impending danger to her. And she listened of course.

Amazingly, it was a large sabre cat and a spriggan that had attacked her and she killed them both easily without a second thought but not before being bitten in the side. But the thing was, she's a werewolf and has been ever since her birth over eighteen years prior. She managed to get to her room where she cleaned and bandaged the wound herself before settling down for a bit before the evening meal.

When she had finally woken up, she felt refreshed and placed a fresh tunic on before leaving Breezehome to head to Jorrvaskr to join the other members of the Companions for dinner when she felt Torvar's eyes on her. She said. "I'm alright Torvar, I was just bitten by a very large sabre cat earlier today before coming home is all, I've already tended to the wound before coming here."

She was quiet all through dinner, not that she meant to be bu she and Tilma were pretty close all things considered. For the woman had raised her father and uncle long before helping him raise her up properly in the Nord way of course. She was taught to reverie all of the Gods, including Talos and to fear the dadreic princes as well, save for her namesake, Azura.