Neverwinter Forest We’re gonna have a party

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Huā listened as Mal began to tell his story, raised by no adult in particular and rather on his own. Perhaps, she wondered to herself, that was why he maintained such a childlike nature, in a good way of course- humorous, light-hearted. She hadn't really seen his angry side yet, but hey, it was all about perspective. Most packs were made as a sanctuary of some kind- Huā knew she viewed Yuèlóng that way- and nagging insecurity made her wonder if she was not raising her children enough. She was trying to be looser with her policies- she knew the people here allowed their children personal freedom- though her background made her want to choose every aspect of their hyper-controlled lives. She didn't want to be like that, but Huā was still trying to find the balance. 

He went on to tell the empress why he'd built Neverwinter. For his sisters. Where were they? Long gone, and her eyes widened, though she supposed her story was similar at that part. She built Yuèlóng for Mei, Ying, herself and her cousins. Now her sisters were gone, and few relatives remained. Mal told her he made the pack for family, blood or not- for the people that mattered. Of course Huā was not part of Neverwinter, and yet she wondered how Mal defined who mattered. Was it all of his packmates? Was it... 

She was quiet and thoughtful for a long moment, nodding slightly as an acknowledgement that she heard everything he spoke of. Neverwinter is all your family, then? Are... are we- you, and, um, me- family, too?