Moonspear oh, home

Orca’s presence helped Seal sleep peacefully. Nestled beside her sister, quiet snores indicated that deep rest and recovery were taking place. Unlike Orca, Seal didn’t replay any of the events in her head… she wanted to lock them far, far away and never revisit the terrible memories and pain. Forgetting was simpler than making sense of the horrific reality that she and her Da had endured.

Then, a familiar voice caused her to stir. Seal woke, happy to find more of her loved ones beside her. She reached out to hold Orca’s paw and then smiled up at their traveling grandmother. “Grandma Towhee,” she whispered in a weak, but happy, voice, -- her body was too sore to sign. “You’re back!”