Barrow Fields beyond the reach of human rage

illidan nodded his head in agreement with the girl, even though he wasn’t certain that what she said was accurate. as nice as it was to have found caiaphas again, he didn’t really know how good it was to have a mom. there was very little frame of reference for him to compare. liri had done well to tend to him and teach him what she thought was valuable, but he had really only known her and the sea witch who waited back in the sound. they were so different from each other. he imagined that it would have been too much to say that he had technically had three mothers – that he didn’t even know where two of them were.
 
it was good that he didn’t offer a verbal response, because maia mentioned his bloodline and whether or not he was a prince to the pack. he glanced upward and scrunched his face some in a show of thoughtfulness. if he had been away from his home and his family for so long, did that mean that he was no longer valued as one of them? trying to force down his internal dialogue, he turned and offered a soft smile at the girl. “yeah, i guess it does make me the prince,” he said. “are you a princess?”