Blackfeather Woods water's thicker than blood, but blood is sticky

I know, she remarked, turning to her brother as he approached. Every time I've come back, I think that. It just never changes. She watched him shuffle, intrigued and a little perplexed, but said nothing. She watched him, eyes raking over his thinning frame, his unkempt fur. What was once so majestic, wasted away.

What's happened to you, Vaati? Maegi asked, straight to the point. Cass was right. . .you look like shit. Have you been by the sea this whole time, or did you wander? Even old Kove, with the years wearing him down, hadn't looked quite this bad. She knew that Vaati was much younger. So what was up?

Whatever the cause, it disconcerted her to see him like this. Like an idol crumbling before her eyes, a legend lost his lustre.