Bramblepoint Darjeeling Express

- I am no healer, but is your ear broken?
-  Nah, it's always been like that.  Sometimes it stays up, sometimes it doesn't,  but it works just fine.

One of Wraen's favorite memories about life in Teekon Wilds was her secret hideout, the old willow tree with a broken branch that had offered very convenient ladder for a wolf to climb up and survey the area, invisible to any bypasser. She no longer recalled, how she had found it in the first place, but she knew, how sad it had been to see her old friend break, fall and die.

After a very interesting experience in Donnelaith Wraen had stopped by at the Bramblepoint to see, if by any chance the tree's ghost had continued to live and then she had been overcome by a different memory of a green-eyed, grayscale, friendly young man, who she had brought here. Warning that stealing would be punished by a curse and him playing along. 

- I'm Tam, by the way. What's your name?
- Wraen Renevermind.

How had that joke about Renevermind had started? A name that had simply come into the existence as if it had always been there with the origin story long lost to time. She closed her eyes, furrowed her brow and tried to bring it back, but instead she saw fragments of her first meeting between her and Tambourine. A young fellow with a lazy ear and penchant for travelling and stories. And a very nice person. 

They had not met each other after that for a long time and he had re-appeared in her life at his twilight years. Wraen remembered that she had let her imagination wander about that man then, when she herself had felt invincible and the world waited for her to conquer it. About them meeting again, falling in love, having a family and a couple of Wraenburines running around. And only, when he had made that offer of partnership, had she revisited that scenario of life they never had had. 

Had her answer to his offer been different, if Arcturus had not been in her life? Would they have enjoyed each other's company as good friends and two aging wolves in need of companionship? Now, she would never find out. But standing here and now, right, where the old willow tree - now overgrown by moss and grass and having become home to many other critters, it was nice to relive that precious memory. Two strangers, a chance meeting, hitting it off and having a good time. Not knowing, where fate would take them, but firmly believing that there were only good things ahead of them. 

Then the sound of footfalls nearby drew her out of the memories. She turned to face, who it was. 

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