Whitefish River I'm leaving now, as I should be

Yeah, you definitely should! said Alyx, beaming and picking up the pace. The meteor was already fading from her mind; it was probably nothing to worry about, seeing as they were still alive. In its place came thoughts of Valravn and Rusalka, thoughts of Erzulie and Chacal and Rosalyn, and thoughts of how she might fit in with them. Thoughts, too, of when she would return home to visit her parents and siblings, new and old.

She wondered if, someday, she would ever have a fight with a friend like Fennec. She hoped it never happened, but if she did, then she hoped she could learn to forgive them the way that Fennec had Penn. In fact, in the last few minutes, she had elevated Fennec from sister to role model, and would enter into this new stage of her life with hopes of being more like her sibling, and less like the sulky pup she'd become when they moved to the Caldera.