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Family. The word held a horrible meaning for the Vale warrior, but for the healer it seemed to be a word of comfort. She spoke fondly of her mother and father, the life they led, even the hardships were not without a light at their end. And then there was her own hope to birth a family of her own. The reason in which she sought a pack in the first place. It was not so different than her own reasons for joining the Vale; purpose, yet found in different intangible things. “If your bond is strong,” she uttered quietly, “then you will see them again.” Not unlike what she had seen with Anemone, the positive bonds of family never failed to bring the mislaid together. It was only unfortunate that she could not find such solace in the word as they did. And for this, she envied the both of them in silence. “When you are permitted your young,” she continued. “Will you travel with them as was done with you?” Would she give them the same enrichment as her parents?