Shadewood for she is now the stranger

Her heart gave a little skip jump at the offer, and she blinked, eyes going wide and owlish.

You…would do that? She looked at her paws.

I have nothing to give you in return, not even the boy. But if you would raise them… She closed her eyes. Nobody had ever offered this to her. Themis’s entire existence had been a series of transactions, to her at least.

To be offered this? Free and willingly? 

It boggled her.

She looked to her final son.

Pyraethus. For the last son. He burns like fire.