Sun Mote Copse The weather’s nice, so I called you

Chanel was excited for her new home and Wraen smiled, watching her and thinking that it was a good thing after all to introduce someone new to the abandoned home. It wasn't likely that Eljay or the Blackthorns would ever wish to return here, too many painful memories, but maybe - if not them, then others. Newcomers, this year's puppies, grandchildren even. It was true in a way, what Elfie had said, about people keeping the ghosts alive. Now she believed that she had found a remedy to this. You "banished" the dead by allowing living to take over. 

It then occurred to her that it was probably best for her to leave Chanel on her own. They had spent a good deal of time talking, the girl had travelled long and far and probably needed a rest. "I will leave you here now," she told her. "If you need anything, I am always around somewhere or - you can simply call," Wraen instructed her and then went to find other packmates in order to inform them about the newcomer.