Duskfire Glacier To the edge of the universe and back.

Going to skip Wayfarer, since it's been a few weeks and I think she actually might be sleeping?

After the mention of Quellcrist, Wintersbane admitted to uncertainty regarding Lane's question. Well then. It seemed that the way Wintersbane had conducted himself this season was in line with past behavior, with the exception of his keeping the mothers around so that he could meet his children. 

The reminder soured Lane's stomach. If she had thought less of her alpha, she might had felt that her youth and ignorance had been knowingly exploited-- that he had taken advantage, so that he could have the exact moment he was currently living. 

But Lane was a realist, and she knew that the responsibility of the mistake fell on both of them equally. All of this had occurred due to a lack of communication between both parties. Even knowing this, the sour feeling continued to slowly creep up Lane's throat. 

"Well, you're not the last one anymore," Lane noted with a small, semi-forced smile, although she silently questioned what exactly a Fearghal-Ansbjorn might be. Was it his original surname? 

"You got this?" Lane asked, pulling herself to her feet. Both of the children seemed otherwise occupied by Wintersbane, so this was as good a time as any to sneak out for a break. The bile-taste had reached the back of her tongue, and she knew she had to either get some fresh air, now, or vomit on Wintersbane's feet. Those being her options, Lane didn't wait for his reply before jetting out of the room.