Bramblepoint Darjeeling Express

"It was not that easy... for me at least," Wraen replied, thinking that Dwin probing too much in her personal life was a little rude. But she had no one else but herself to blame for it, because she had started the discussion earlier. Funny, how this one aspect of life, which she thought she had made peace with still hurt even after death. You live happily and not think about it much and then one word, one question or someone saying something just crashes into you and brings you back to the moments, when you have felt the worst. Wraen would be lying, if she denied not feeling a pang of envy and upset, when yet another female friend of hers had told that she was expecting a litter. At moments like these she had congratulated the girl, but also felt the very unpleasant "why you and not me?!".

There was no point in telling Dwin this - she would not understand and did not need to know this either. In the worst case scenario she would probably come up with reasons, why Wraen being unable to have children could have been a very good thing. It was therefore nice to focus on the next thing and it made her laugh. "Well, I am pretty sure that you are alive and well, because I am the one, who is in your dream," she told. "Or rather my dream happened to merge with yours, but the moment you wake up, I will be gone," she said. It had worked like this with Towhee.