Jade Fern Grove All the small things

"Wraen found you then," Sarah remarked, but did not ask any more questions about her littermate's well-being. They had not parted as friends and, while time had passed and things had changed for both of them, she had difficult time recalling a single good memory about Wraen. The bad ones and not so good ones resurfaced more easily. But Maia did not have to know this.

"Mom might have mentioned her," but she was not sure, having not really paid attention or had any real interest about family members outside their immediate circle. "I will at some point," she promised more to appease Maia, but not really sure that she would be able to keep this promise. There were a lot unknown variables still that could change her future entirely.

"You are doing good then?" a weak and awkward attempt to continue the conversation that had begun to stall.