Ravensblood Forest Betrayal between the trees

It was now more than ever that Isley realized the details of her life had shaped her in ways others did not imagine. Her mothers misconceptions of the world - justified as they were to her - had made for a strong daughter who pushed past her upbringing. "We do as we must, as she would want us to do." Isley said in a gentle voice. She was not stern, not in such a time, though her own nerves were frazzled all the same. "We learn, we grow strong, we carry on." Isley said quietly. They would know not to take for granted the Haven they had built for themselves. 

It might not have been Awenasa but Isley was protective of it all the same - and she would fight tooth and nail to defend the wolves she had claimed as her own. "Let us find the best stone we can, then, we can call Arturo and present it to him. I feel he might appreciate choosing the Grove we lay it to rest in."  Perhaps Olive might find more comfort in action than inaction.