Hushed Willows [m] Never gonna allocate all of this dark hate

So the rain did freeze! Reverie very much would have liked to see that, but before she could say so, her attention was caught by Wayfarer's next words. After my father died. Her expression turned solemn.

I'm sorry. I - I know what it's like - to lose family that way, She still thought of Rose sometimes. Not as much as she once had, and that thought ached, but she knew that it was only healing. Reverie reached out to lay one of her paws atop Wayfarer's. Maybe you could show me sometime? The glacier.

Only if you want to, She added quickly, realizing abruptly that her thoughts were beginning to blur. No, they already had — it was only that she hadn't noticed, relaxed as she felt. Reverie had expected it, but she hadn't expected company. As long as Wayfarer didn't notice, she thought, maybe it would be okay.