Sun Mote Copse you stay on my mind

After the first failed attempt to talk with Eljay right after Wildfire's passing, Wraen had kept a respectful distance from him. She found an excuse to see, how he was doing, every other day, when she came to visit the children. Sometimes she brought food along, at other times it was a toy she had found in the woods, and, when it was neither, she simply entertained the kids by allowing them to be little brats and literally allowing them to climb on her head. 

All through winter and early spring the deer and other members of this family had been changing their rutting season attire and today Wraen had been lucky to find a particularly impressive specimen from a moose. It was big, it was heavy and as she carried it to the Blackthorn den, wondering, how many Finwoods could fit in it, she tried not to trip anywhere.

Upon her arrival there was an unusual quiet around the otherwise very busy place. With the exception of Eljay. She let the gift fall on the ground and stretched her neck first and greeted the present man second. "Hey!" she said. "Are kids having a nap? I thought that those little sharks might like to sharpen their teeth on something tougher than feet and other body parts."