Phoenix Maplewood Most disputes die and no one shoots

Zannah - ah, her sister - Lumi never knew what to make of that woman, partly because they had not spent much time together. She assumed she still resided with the clan, the girl was a warrior at heart and the fae was sure their parents found that to be useful. At least Venamis had been cruel to her, so she knew what she should feel when thinking about him, but Zannah... Lumi sometimes forgot she even existed and hated herself for it.

She nodded somberly, agreeing that they had all thought him deceased. A child, missing for so very long? There was only one reasonable, logical answer. Of course there were exceptions, like Aries, but most pups didn't survive on their own in the wild. Not everyone was as lucky as to run into a queen to take them in. Her eyes averted, this time shaking her head with a heavy sigh. I'm afraid not. I tried to convince him that we still cared for him, but he shoved me aside. She understood his pain, had felt it her whole life, but if their roles were reversed she was sure she'd listened to herself. I suppose it's typical of him. She added then, recalling the many times he'd been cruel to her without a clear motive. He had always been quite a bully, and unfortunately bullies grew up to be problematic when they got older most of the time. She was sure it was only pride and pain that clouded his mind - she didn't think him evil, just misguided. He always had been.