Dragoncrest Cliffs It holds me tight, this sorrow

His plea brought an unexpected pang of joy to her heart, shaking it loose from the thorny grip of grief at least just for a moment. She had been proud of her children, all of them, for all of their contributions, and of the wolves they had become. They made her prouder still by being so devoted to the pack. 

"My son, of course! I expect you to be!
In de same way Mireille is so close to me,
so, to your new siblings, you will be too. 
Dey will truly love, an' look up to you." She said.