Sun Mote Copse now it's hard to breathe

Fin wasn't surprised that there was uncertainty in her son's answer. There was always uncertainty in his answers. He had never really been sure of himself and what was best for him. Fin knew that it was wrong to assume that she and Elwood knew, but if there was ever a time to impose her will, just a little bit, it was now. It wasn't healthy for him to lie in this den he had shared with Wildfire, staring at the spot where she had died day after day. He and her grandchildren needed to be surrounded by love and life, not memories of heartbreak and loss.

Or, so Fin believed, and all she could do was what she thought was best. Right or wrong. "I think it'll be good for us all to be together, for now at least," she added, "Then we can all move out to a rendezvous site once your brothers and sisters get a little older." She paused, wondering if the couple had chosen a site for their kids before Wildfire had gone. She considered asking, but held it at bay for now. There would be time to ask later.