what do you mean

Sesi had the great misfortune of being in the vicinity when the two friends converged on Feller's Pond. She had - rather unusually - strayed beyond the Maplewood claim, and was forced to take shelter behind a lonely cluster of reeds when Capriccio's voice rose up and broke the silence. The tornado had churned the area into a flat, brown sludge; there was nowhere to escape to, and the wind was not blowing in Sesi's favour. These were not Maplewood wolves - that much she knew.

The youngster hunkered down and held her breath, praying that the two strangers would take their conversation elsewhere.

I miss you guys. >_>