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When Wraen heard that Towhee had never managed to mend things with Niamh and their story had ended on a... not exactly a cliff-hanger, but something very close to it. With an ominous music playing in the background. She thought about Arcturus, who had postponed meeting his family until it had been too late. And then a similar thing had happened to her friend too. Were there loose ends she had not yet tied and she should? No, oddly enough she realized that she was no different from those two. Having decided at some point in her life to walk another way with a dim idea of meeting in the future and that event never taking place. 

"I hope they are alright," she said, glad for once that Towhee could not hear the tone of her voice. It was not hopeful - she could wish upon the star all she wanted, but life was rarely that kind. If they had not shown up until now... then... well, there was something she could wish - that at least one of them returned, so that Towhee would know, what had happened, have a closure and be able to move on. Not quite the same and a little broken, but living the life that had been given to her. "At least you have someone to look after the babies - congratulations!" she told her, glad to move on to a happier subject, though by the looks of it the proud mother was glad to have a break from her blissful family life. 

"Well - in the leisurely pace we enjoy at Brecheliant we have accumulated some newcomers - a Blackthorn relative status to the legendary Finley pending, Tambourine - an oldie, who looks like he needs a lifelong sentence of peace, rest and boredom, umm... and there was a young man too Jasper... Rochester-Ostrega. He told that his parents were Redhawks long time ago," she named all the recent joiners. "And Maia and Eljay are inseparable. The latter definitely looks several years younger now - it seems that travelling back in time is possible."