Grouse Thicket And winter came...

I will fade it out for you. Thanks and good luck!

Wraen wondered, if her mother also had been sad to see her go with the prospect of never seeing her again. Now she would never have a chance to ask, but in the way Liffey spoke about her oldest children, made her think. So much work went into planning them and bringing them in the world and then they were with you only for such brief time. Hardly fair, but that was the nature's way. 

"I am sure that they are all doing as well as they can. You raised them well, of that I have no doubt," she told her former packmate and fellow leader tenderly. "Do tell me more about your new pack," she urged then and they continued their pleasant conversation for the next half an hour. They parted on more cordial terms than they had met and at least on Wraen's behalf, she was looking forward to meeting Liffey and her mate some time again.