Lost Creek Hollow The moonlight's a path we can travel down

Gannet was surprised to hear a familiar name from her, though the wilds were small. Maybe he shouldn't have been. My aunt. He knew that Finley wasn't truly his aunt, but they'd tied the families so closely in the time since he was born that he considered her for the most part to be. She helped raise us. Especially after Peregrine and Fox had died.

He appreciated the offer, but he knew it wouldn't be needed. He still nodded though, even knowing he'd return quickly. Maybe we could all visit sometime, he offered instead. It would make him happy for his family to meet Ashlar, once he'd visited and knew where they stood. And he thought Mona would perhaps like it too... especially if her family had known his.