The Sentinels And silence gives you space

Eilidh smiled, knowing Pearl was right. If she wanted to be the pack's mediator, she needed to practice on the youth and their issues first, before moving onto more serious problems. "He's still rather stubborn, so don't feel bad if he doesn't listen." She hadn't spoken to her own brother in months now, it seemed, at least not any deeper than a passing pleasantry. Eilidh had been far too busy helping her mother, tending her new sisters, or doing something productive to deal with her brother's misguided hormones. Whatever.

"I hadn't seen the ocean, either, until we moved." At least that was something they shared. Eilidh wondered a bit about Pearl's past, but didn't know exactly how to phrase it without being rude. "So, uh, Pearl...What do you like to do for fun?" She wasn't very good at small talk, but at least she was trying. Eilidh did want to know more about Pearl, but sometimes it was hard for her to think of the right things to say.