Hushed Willows no living man am i! — you look upon a woman

The familiar call of Aure brought her out of the day's melancholy; a smile lit her face as she went to greet the pale she-wolf. When she arrived, she found that the woman had already been greeted—by Aeryn, her. . .nephew by marriage, she supposed! Lily gave a gentle chuff to the dark young man. He reminded her of Cam, both of similar pelt and lost in their own little worlds.

Hallo, Aure, she said warmly. She bent her muzzle to lick the top of Aeryn's head, smoothing the ruffled, wispy fur between his ears. This is Aure, Aeryn. She lives in the. . .mountains, right? she asked, eyes flashing back up to the woman, seeking confirmation. She thought that she had heard that Aure was no longer in Drageda, but she couldn't remember who had given her that particular bit of information.

Aure, this is Aeryn, one of Sunny and Aliac's litter, Lily explained, grinning. How are you? What brings you here?