Blacktail Deer Plateau When the world turns ugly I just turn and look at you

Dante shook his head. "You and me both. Because I definitely don't get it either. But it definitely has that power." Dante could definitely relate to her feelings. "There are worse things that could change a person, though. And deep down, he's the same old Peregrine. Just with a dopey grin on his face all the time." Dante grinned sidelong at her, poking a bit of fun.

"Sometimes I still feel like I lost my sister to it. We found a pack, and while I couldn't stand to stay, she found a mate and made it her home. But if you are going to lose someone to something, let it at least be something that makes them happier." Dante didn't mind so much anymore, for he knew that she was likely somewhere raising nieces and nephews galore. Her mate was a decent fellow and he had never really seen her happier than when she was with him. "Besides, who knows? Maybe you can give him some of that worry back someday."