Blacktail Deer Plateau iii. time flies

Her brow furrowed in question, wondering at the sudden new direction her father's conversation had gone. Two wolves? She didn't have time to ponder the odd saying or truly understand it before her father leaned near, and his next words were about her brother. She ought to have expected this; they were on the subject of broken families, after all. Truthfully, Dawn had grown comfortable with her brother being so far away, the subject of lingering resentment so far removed from her near perfect life on the Plateau. 

She was silent, noting with despair the desperation in her father's voice, and knowing that she could not say no to his request this time. He spoke sincerely, and his words gave her a jolt; did he really think her stronger than Sunny? Had his pain at him leaving been this much more than her own, suppressed by resentment and the distance between her and her brother? She pressed her forehead against his, too, and sighed softly, already knowing her answer.  "I will, Da. For you."  She supposed, if her oaf of a brother finally realized that his father loved and missed him so much, that the family he had turned his back on was prepared to welcome him and love him, she ought to bring him back to the Plateau, too.