Cerulean Cape Sea & Moon, I pray to thee

On the whole Wraen liked the story, except for the last part. It echoed with something she had heard before and not too long ago either. There had been a she-wolf, who had offered her a place in her pack as long as all of her comrades were females. Yes, in the context of this particular story, the ending was logical. Still - female ultimate supremacy did not sit with her well. Neither did male supremacy, if anyone had doubts about her view of the world.

It had to do with the fact that she valued people's characters first, looks, gender and titles came second. The longer she lived, the clearer it was to her that the latter three often were superficial patterns that often drove focus away from, what people truly were. "Nicely done - thank you for sharing this with me," she dipped her muzzle in gratitude. "May I know, what happened to the boy, who was raised by sirens, next? Did good things came his way?"