The Sunspire So this is your home

"Can't say that my folk prefer wolf meat, but your pelt is really pretty," Wraen returned, but - naturally - did not wish Sebastian to get hurt, eaten or used as a mat for children to sleep and play on. She would take him safely through the passage. However, to be sure that after the long and curveous path she was taking at the moment she would get back, the girl stopped here and there to leave some marks. 

"Ivy? I think I met some Ivy in winter, while I was stuck in a half-frozen bog. Though I can't say that this was not another person, nor can I vouch that it was her real name," she mused. Being one of the people, who at times gave her self-invented nick-names instead of her given name and surname, she believed that others engaged in the same thing as well. "Brother and a sister - she found us recently and the life in a very positive way has never been the same," she replied, smiling and thinking about Maia fondly. Where the two older siblings were very serious, the younger one was like a breath of fresh air. Reckless, funny, prone to getting in trouble, but with a never-ending optimism and love for life in general. 

"I deduce that your children must be grown up and old, if you are on your own now?"