Sunbeam Lair a longer table, not a taller fence

She claimed not to know of any dragons—permission was not sought after, a message to the stars yet to be sent. Anger began to bubble up beneath her breast, engulfing her heart and seeking to take hold of her soul; her tail lashed behind her at first, then grew eerily still as Kaori realised her behaviour. Drawing in a long, deep breath, she eased her nerves and quelled what anger threatened her so; she was not a malicious wolf, her people the peaceful sort.

“Empty but not unclaimed,” she explained. “The dragons were always meant to return here—although, I suppose I am the only one now to honour that.” Anger easily morphed into sorrow, the realisation that her family truly would not be joining her finally settling; and without her mother or her sister, the lair was destined to remain without the spirit of one of the great dragons to protect it.

Perhaps that was where her true pain stemmed.