Stone Circle this one's mine

It's so good to see you, too, she thrilled back, repeating his exact words for lack of being able to come up with her own. He introduced Desdemona (to which Leta looked to her and greeted, quietly, hi, Desdemona!) before her gaze fell right back onto the dreamy delightful face of Osiris. He looked bigger than she remembered him to be, she marveled, and seconds later she realized she had scarcely heard what he had even said. 

Her brother was her saving grace, but there was also a sort of welling in her stomach to see him there too. Not embarrassment, but something else related to it. Could he sense her own nerves? The fireflies dancing in her tummy? West! This is Osiris, and Desdemona, they're from Moonspear—Alya is our brother Nikai's mate, remember her? her tail waved, uncertain if he had ever met Alya. Uhm, they were curious about the weather here... how we are doing... And other packs, right? She looked to Osiris as though for reassurance, before electing to answer, The weather, it hasn't let up here since early August, she answered, and... we are okay. We... someone important to our family... they passed,  she breathed, but we... we have new cousins, and we are not hungry... we are healing, but there returned that sadness, hating to think of it. They were getting better, but Leta hardly felt it. As for the other packs, she looked to West, hoping he might answer that. Leta lost her voice for a time, not wanting it to crack in front of Osiris or Desdemona.