The Sunspire destiny and fortune

Well, that wasn’t so bad! Though the sadness of the circumstances hadn’t changed, Rannoch’s reaction to their news was one of peace and understanding. His words, wherever you go, you will remain a part of Sunspire's family, rang in her memory and settled deeply in there. If there had been one thing she had wanted from this, besides the safety and wellbeing of her and Seabreeze’s children, was the preservation of her and Rannoch’s relationship. He was a dear friend, having known her as a fellow pack member in Moonspear, and as her leader in Sunspire. 

Seabreeze spoke of her agreement with Terance — or, rather, their agreement to disagree. The sylph nibbled upon her lower lip in apparently discomfort at this, because she knew exactly how this felt. Had Olive not left Dakarai and swept his children far away, when remaining in his presence threatened their sanctity? Perhaps her relationship had ended on more of a jagged note, as Dakarai had not exactly a voice in the matter. Just Seabreeze and Terance relationship had felt sweet, at least on the outside, and Olive had cultivated a sort of quiet jealous about it… for more reasons than one.

“There is no time to lose,”    she muttered when there was a natural break in the conversation, coal-tipped nose pointing down to look her her paws. “We’ve already lost one baby, and almost another…”  Perhaps such a statement was more transparent than was necessary — but Rannoch was a father now, and an appeal to such pathos was not entirely unwarranted.