Kintla Flatlands And I'll never let him go

Now, Seabreeze wasn't a mind-reader.  She couldn't know what Wraen had been thinking of her (though she'd suspected as much, when she'd lived on the mountain).  But for her to laugh in her direction was enough.  She shrunk in on herself, lip tightening as her kind gaze turned stern and cold.  It didn't matter what excuse — or truth! — that Wraen could have told her, all that mattered was that she'd laughed.

They are.  I was going to ask you if you'd like to see them, but considering Wraen had only stopped by the den once since they'd been born ... perhaps not.  You deserve to be in their life, and they deserve to have an aunt.  And a father, but it looked like there were things more important to Terance than his family, and she didn't expect it to be much different with his kin.