Emberwood It is a truth universally acknowledged

"Dead," the word stung, hanging in the air.

"Oh," Sofi punctuated his sentence rather awkwardly. His explanation made some sense to her. Sometimes siblings did not get along. She and her sisters had never been close, and had parted ways when they were quite young. She had assumed that wolves didn't part ways like this, but it figured that not all of the stories about the beasts would be wholly accurate.

"I'm really sorry to hear that..." It was the only thing she knew how to say to such a discussion turn. "So you're starting a new family?" She envied that idea. To be able to simply call forth followers to oneself and turn it into a family - that was a mysterious power. "I wish I could do that."