Ankyra Sound it feels like you're with your father in the place you love

Raleska had been snozzing alongside Ephraim when she was just as abruptly awoken; it took her a few minutes to stir into cognizance, and those few minutes were not afforded. She grumbled as she got up, and like her brother, lifted her teeth as her mother's urgency met her - but it was not much use, and she was silenced by the imposing intensity both parents emanated.

 She didn't understand why they were being forced to get up or move in such a hurry, but she didn't like it -- and she liked even less the sight of the pale child held in her mother's jaws. Raleska, who had by now been fully weaned from her mother's milk, had stirrings of jealousy when she had seen him allowed to suckle, but not her - the rejection was still fresh in her mind as she was shepherded out of Grimnismal.

Her anger eventually subsided, if only because she noticed they were being lead somewhere she had never been before. Resentment was soon replaced with quiet interest, and then outright fascination, as the topography changed from sandy beach, to sparse forest, to thickened scrubland, to loamy woodland, and eventually, moss-covered expanses punctuated by tall sequoias.