Hushed Willows You don't wanna know what I know (that you're leaving)

His mother! Reverie was still processing that when he asked next about Ajei, the girl she'd met by the sea. Oh! Yes, I did. Blossom is my daughter, Her cheeks heated slightly as it set in that she had been recognized. It felt odd, given she'd never visited the pack, but it made sense too; she'd met several members of Moonglow by now.

How are they? Kukutux and Ajei, Reverie asked a little shyly, but with genuine interest. She'd taken a liking to Ajei, and she owed much to Kukutux, who had given her a few weeks of respite from the illness which had nearly killed her. Are either of them traveling with you? There were no scents of them nearby, but she was hopeful nonetheless.