Cerulean Cape slowly, slowly, i am drifting

"she couldn't imagine being estranged from m-- wait.

well, she was."

you're awesome. :')

Indra's problems were precisely why Laurel asked the question in the first place. They had no more home, though she was loathe to admit, and they had nowhere to turn to, really. No home. But they needed a place to stay, at the very least. And a place to stay would be easier to find than a home.

But would it be Lost Creek Hollow, or should they pick up their family and go elsewhere?

Indra didn't know either. Admittedly, Laurel didn't like Lost Creek Hollow all that much. They had taken them in and given them low ranks, not caring about their leadership experience, and they would always be the wolves who'd taken her leadership position and her Bearclaw Valley -- even though they weren't really, they would always remind her of that.

We should at least ask them if they will. But then where would we go? There were many options, but none she truly liked. Eh. I guess it won't matter too much so long as we're together. Laurel smiled and nosed Indra's cheek, glad that she at least had her sister by her side, always.