Dragoncrest Cliffs There be no relief from grief

Eti. Wing thought his name sounded better, more musical, when it wasn’t shortened, but she would have hated to seem rude by refusing his kind offer of a nickname. In her experience, most wolves didn’t give one – it simply came with familiarity. Oh good, she breathed when he confirmed that she was not taking him from something more pressing. The walk would’ve been lonely without him.

To his request, her brows lifted, and she looked at the ground ahead of them. Oh dear, I can hardly think of what to say… I don’t know where to start, Wing admitted after a thoughtful pause. Well, I suppose I should just start from the beginning, hm? Um, so, I was born on the Isle of Cranes. It is a peninsula that turns into an island when the snows melt, and it is on a very big lake. This is why I like to visit Glintwater. It is much smaller than the lake of my birthplace, but it reminds me of there.

She hesitated to go on, wondering what to say next.