Moonspear All anybody would tell me is all that bad news

Bridget enjoyed the sight of her, and the setup, as she came in closer to join her. Honestly? Not the best. I’m glad I had a reason to get away for a bit. She’d never have said it in a place where anyone from Brecheliant could hear; she loved her home and all of the wolves who made it up. But the baggage everyone was hauling around there was hard to reckon with. She wished she knew how to make things better, but instead she knew that was impossible. All she could do was help them through a little at a time.

Maybe, if you aren’t tired of me by the end of this, I could show you the better parts of it. Since I’ve sold it so well. She added with a light laugh, then shook her head. I promise it isn’t all that bad. You look nice, by the way. She reached out and gave her a touch on the shoulder, then sat down, extremely ready to focus on something nice for a change.