Hushed Willows Missing my keys and my car is here.

You're just saying that, Lily teased, giving a firm but playful nudge to his shoulder. You've never seen my bad side. Did she have a bad side? Certainly everyone did. He'd seen her at her lowest point, when she'd been speechless, but whether or not that was bad. . . Ah, well. All up to opinion.

She grinned at his answer, nodding slowly. That's probably the sensible thing to do, she remarked. Though. . . She trailed off, her fiery eyes clouding over, slightly, as memories surfaced within her mind. A boy named Cameron. Cam for short. The litter after mine, my mum had three pups--Roger, Layla, and Cam. Cam didn't make it, the blackbird murmured, looking down. He died very soon after being born.

So Cam, for my baby brother that never was, Lily decided. And for a girl. . .Lanawyn. Lana. For the sister I always wanted, whom I'll miss always. She had given it some thought, and it felt. . .right. A proper way to honor Lana and Ali, both departed, but for much different reasons. Her dear, dear friends here.