Hushed Willows over, and out

She was surprised Orlaith was taking this all so well. This was probably the difference between a fire and wind faerie - one, confident and raging, the other gentle and worrying. Truth was of the elements that fire could spin out of control despite its beauty, while the wind sometimes had the power to shape the land and make even the tallest tree bow. They reflected them well, whether this be for better or worse.

Though I do not doubt your abilities, their threat is real - the danger they pose is real. From the stories I've heard, I know they are crazed and delirious. They cannot be reasoned with. Which was the biggest disappointment to the small fae. She believed in the good in everyone around her, but the light inside Donovan had died a long time ago. There was no saving him, she believed - and his underlings she did not wish to meet. She wanted Orlaith and the others to take this seriously - it would not surprise the fae if Donovan returned for his revenge once their numbers were greater.