Hushed Willows the same kind of music

I think we're good just dating it back to the evening they met! Also pinging @Sunny on this

The journey passed well enough; maybe a little quiet, but Lily was still deep in thought. The girl's question brought a smile to her lips, though, and she peered up at the drooping branches, her shoulders lifting in a gentle shrug. Yes, it is—you know, I'm not exactly sure why, she answered, hoping the answer would suffice.

One thing she knew—as a kid, she had thought that adults knew everything. Now she knew that not to be true, but boy, you could sure make it sound like you did, even if you said otherwise.

Every tree is different, she mustered, glancing at Fern. These just happen to be a little more different than others. Apt metaphor for the girl herself, Lily supposed. She had only once before seen a wolf that looked like her.

The pair traipsed on through the forest, Lily sending up a quick howl to anyone who might receive them, so that she could pass on the circumstances of Fern's visit here.