The Sentinels But you know I'm gonna play 'em for keeps

Oh wow.  Maia listened to Wraen talk about this place and tried to imagine what it might have been like before.  Doing so made her inadvertently begin thinking about her home, before the fire... and it made her sad.  But not in a bad way.  There was no way to get back something once it was gone, but it was nice to have the memories.  And it was nice, now, to be able to look back without feeling like she was suffocating.  The first year it had been too hard to do it.

My home?  She asked, snapping to the conversation abruptly and out of her other thoughts.  She'd... never even thought about that before.  Lately, she'd been thinking about something a lot, but she didn't know.  Wraen was kidding, with the unicorns, but Maia wasn't sure if she should mention it.  Was that too serious?  

If she couldn't tell Wraen, she couldn't tell anyone, and she didn't like lying.  Maybe.... I dunno.  I've been thinking that maybe, someday... I kinda might want kids?  Maybe.  Big maybe.  She knew, from a past conversation, that it wasn't an option Wraen had.  But she figured her sis wouldn't be upset by her changing her mind about it.  Though I'll give that and dragons a tie, because if you want to protect a territory, there's no better way.  Unicorns were pretty, but dragons would make things ten times more interesting.