Bramblepoint Soundwaves of shimmering sands

"Maybe he has reached a point, when he is finally able to move on," Wraen suggested, feeling happy that for once Eljay had made a radical choice to change his life. Whether it was for something better - time would tell - but between losing his wife, son and both of his parents - he had nothing good left in the Sunmote copse. She wondered, if she could have persuaded him to move back to caldera, if that had ever occurred to her as an option. 

"I sincerely hope that life in caldera brings him more happiness than it ever did at... " home? she caught herself saying, but left it out. It was no longer a home to her. "... the copse. He deserves it and I wish that he does not turn his back on it." She thought about Maia briefly and all the what-could-have-beens that had never taken place, because people had not been bluntly honest with each other. 

"Is Niamh still Sergeant-at-Arms? And is Quetzal just as loud, Alyx - inquisitive and Prim adorable?" she asked, wondering, how the three kids had turned out during her absence. "And - by any chance, do you know, what happened between Penn and Fennec? The young lad has been tagging along and has not said a word about his travel buddy, though, if I recall correctly, when the left Firebirds, they were quite a formidable force together," Wraen smiled fondly.