Broken Antler Fen We don't need to be related to relate.

"You don't have much choice, Towhee..." Wraen told her and reached out to touch her shoulder in a reassuring manner. She wondered, what it was like to be that close with a sibling that you could not imagine your life without them. Sure, Maia was her best friend and she would hate to see her go ever, but then... she had let her go on numerous occasions and it did not feel like her life and well-being depended so heavily on the other person. Her life was a little lonlier, when her sister departed for yet another scouting trip, but in the twilight years of her life, she was quite indpendent and self sufficient.

"Well, you can have a young buck and a more experienced stag/cow at the helm. Who's more mature - Reyes or Bronco/Fenn or Meerkat? Which of the oldies you think are more reliable?" she said. "It helps to have varied people in the leadership, to see all points of you. Especially young ones - we tend to forget, what it is like, when we get older."