Firefly Glen Reminds me of childhood memories

Wraen was unaware that Charon and Dante had not been on good terms, because her mother had never mentioned it and her father did not dwell on reminiscing about old enemies, when there was so much to do in present time. Leading a pack, herding the youngsters, enduring their playfully painful bites and taking care of them all left no time for thoughts like "oh, how I hated that guy!"

"Aha. More or less - they share a lot of common traits. And Cassandra especially - it is like looking at a miniature dad," Wraen chuckled about the ongoing family joke of Dante Jr. "But mom says that Maia has a glint of mischief in her eyes the same as her brother's. Coriander... Coriander is his own thing. I am very curious to find out, what he grows up to be. His frame might be young, but one has a feeling that his soul is very old," she could banter about them all day long, if not for the fact that it made her miss them all the more. 

"Which one of yours looks just like you?" Wraen asked, guessing that it could be Jarilo.