Wheeling Gull Isle they are one person

She listened without interrupting, and Phox found that retelling it just made it hurt even worse. It must have sounded ridiculous to Maegi, but it was the honest-to-gods truth. She seemed to have a similar dynamic with her own sibling and mate, which Phox was trying to decide was helpful or not. It just felt... hopeless.

The only one who lives around here, and certainly my closest sibling. Most of our older siblings have been long gone, although one—Raven—lives south of the caldera. We had a brother our age, too, but I'm not sure if he's dead or alive. He's, uh, not particularly well-liked after what he did to Raven. Phox wasn't up for recounting that particular story. He hadn't been around for the incident, so he likely couldn't tell it very well anyway. Phox only knew that Titmouse had made unwanted advances on their sister.

There was Orca, but she too was gone from this world. Phox felt like that had happened eons ago. Bringing her face to light now felt impossible, though he knew she was buried on Heron Lake Plateau's small, singular island.