Lost Creek Hollow all that may seem is but a dream within a dream

Grayday wagged his tail when she wagged hers, glad that they'd reached friendly understandings. Nimue was an odd woman, but not an unpleasant one - he found himself appreciating her company. She talked about some weird stuff, and he wasn't too sure about the company that she kept, but he could give her the benefit of the doubt before he headed for the hills.

"Who are they?" he asked, ears flickering in curiosity as she mentions these mothers and sisters once again. "The Mother, and the Sister?"