Hushed Willows till she said that she sounds just like sarah vaughan

She mirrored the girl's further relaxation, every movement still deliberate and at a glacial pace. Of course, she responded to her thanks, grinning. It's what we do, here. We're here to help. And always would be, she hoped. She would breathe her last in the willows, whether that be tomorrow or many seasons from now.

What's your name, love? Lily asked again, speaking softly. If she didn't supply the Satori with a name, soon, Lily would have to call her something else, at least in her head. She very much liked having wolves' given names to work with. Felt more personal, that way.