Stavanger Bay We're all we need

Niki wilted like a dying flower at Wildfire's question, eliciting an immediate feeling of uncertainty and guilt in the young adult's breast. She had a habit of unintentionally bringing up sore subjects, though her question had been as general as they came. She chewed on her lip, unsure what to say about the other female's reaction. Fortunately or unfortunately (depending on how you looked at it), Dante's words served as a distraction. For the moment, Wildfire relegated Niki and even Floki to the periphery.

Her amber eyes widened when he professed them family. Wildfire's black tail wagged in immediate approval. "I've never met her, though my dad always seemed especially fond of her. Hey, maybe I could stop by Donnelaith sometime and you could introduce us? I'll mind the borders," she promised with a wink. "How come you guys moved anyway?" she queried in the next breath. As she awaited a reply, she shot Floki a look, apologetic about the momentary delay, then offered Niki a similar glance.