Blackfeather Woods I'll bring the shibe with me

Her brother, larger and stronger than her, bowed with guilt before her. The sight contented her for the moment, but did little to make her happy. To make her forgive him. The stone was placed at her feet — she felt it pulsate, a feeling which made her tingle — but Damien rose and became the brother she knew once more. At least, she thought so. Cicero arrived, and questioned what he would do next. Reclaim his throne immediately? Or wait? It was not a question that she would or wanted to answer. She wanted her children to survive until their first year.

Astrid's departure didn't phase her. She knew nothing about her love for Damien, she doubted any did other than she and Damien himself. There are four. I have not given them their proper names yet, She would wait until the first moon to do so, to ensure that they all would live — especially the last. She picked up the stone, then walked to the Glen, quick as she could, to prevent them from any further chill.