Redhawk Caldera Incoming Storm

"Remember it, for later use," Wraen simply remarked, referring to the universe quote she had said previously. It might not make sense to the kid now, but she liked to think that it would become clearer over time. Or, when such occasion came for this idiom to become useful. 

"Death is like that - it is the only just force in the world. It comes for us all," she told, sitting down (if she had not done it earlier) and lifting her muzzle up to stretch her neck and back. Not that she needed it anymore, but some old habits just stick with you. 

"Age - on the other hand - is the only force a living being cannot win. Or a god - for that matter. Are you familiar with Thor - the god of thunder?" she asked, looking down at the kid. She decided not to dwell on the recent loss, because there was nothing she could tell the girl that could make her feel better. Grief was a journey that one had to take alone. 

"He was believed to be one of the strongest in the world and yet in a wrestling match he lost to an old woman called Elli," she told. "Elli turned out to be the goddess of old age, wisdom and hidden strength of the elderly. And old age is like fate - no one can escape it," she smiled and sighed. 

She spoke to the girl for a while, until the dream was over and she disappeared with it.