Greatwater Lake La-dee-da, la-dee-da

Wildfire didn't say it out loud, though she disagreed with Dante. Everyone made mistakes, whether they were kings or slaves, and she had already come to realize her beloved parents weren't perfect before all of this. She believed him when he insisted they hadn't hated her father beforehand, so it really did boil down to a miscommunication gone horribly wrong. She still favored her parents' side, though she didn't mention that either. It was probably a foregone conclusion anyhow.

He began to talk about Junior specifically. When he told her about how Peregrine had come back to visit without seeing Junior and Saena, Wildfire's brow furrowed. If that was true, then she could certainly see the fault in that. If that's where a majority of Saena's feelings of abandonment and anger stemmed, she sort of understood. It didn't change her own opinion of her father—the man had done nothing wrong by her—but at least it shed light on her half-sister's perspective.

"She abandoned her pack and family first," Wildfire pointed out quietly. It was somehow validating for someone on Junior's side to frankly admit there had been something wrong with her. "I feel bad for her," she said in an even lower voice. She pitied the young woman who had sought to harm herself, an innocent baby at the time, and in doing so committed suicide. Obviously, Wildfire didn't blame her pack for taking such extreme action—she might be dead otherwise—but if Junior had been mentally ill, was it entirely her fault either?

Some of this was way over her head, she had to admit. "Thanks for answering my questions, Dante. By the way... my name isn't Attica. Well, it is. It's Wildfire Attica." He had been so forthcoming with her, the youth just wanted to return the favor.