Redhawk Caldera It is safe to say...

I don’t think now is the best time for me to be leaving. This particular sentence and the way Maia had said it, made Dwin pause, blink and suddenly see her mother in a totally different light. No longer a infinitely young she-wolf, who had given up her life for a man she loved, but a person, who was no longer young herself. That maybe her unwillingness to go on adventures was rooted not only in her selflessness, but also that she too was not able to handle it. That the time, when the world was full of surprises all of which that had to be discovered, had passed. No longer running ahead of the stream of life, but rather floating in it and letting it take you. 

For a moment there Dwin could not quite connect the name Lilitu with a particular face. And it was true that she had never interacted closely with this cousin-of-sorts, who may have been a fleeting presence in Brecheliant during her early childhood. Dwin was aware that she might have missed meeting and seeing a lot of people, based on, how preoccupied she had been on pretending to be a little tank and coming up with all kinds of wargames. "What do you think happened?" she asked, curious about the mystery.