Haunted Wood When I was a young boy

They were quiet for a moment, save for her softly ragged breathing.
She didn't like to show she was weak, that she was less than others. But her time here had taught her that...it wasn't all bad. At least not with Valour as the Warlord.

But she was going back out into that world. Soon.
She'd be taking Surya back to his pack.
She'd try and keep Arwen by her side.
She'd find Abaddon and kill that sum of a bitch for stealing a child. Because of what? He had a grudge against Vengeance? Did he intent to kill the boy?

"Of course I want you to," she looked to him in earnest, surprised the question came across.
"I thought of you like..a son. I didn't want to interfere and have Vengeance try and stop me from helping you, so I just watched. And made sure you didn't die." She looked away sheepishly. She did feel parental instincts towards him, just not strong enough. And she couldn't explain that.
"I killed my own children once, and I was still working through it..."

Her voice trailed off, quiet and shaky, controlling her emotions.
She couldn't look at him.