Dragoncrest Cliffs the red

Iwa... Shadess repeated the word slowly. Maman speaks of Iwa. Though, she still had not quite wrapped her head around the meaning. 

I...I dun know. I can't figure it out. Her lips pursed, the frustration of it knitted in her brows. She heard it, the whispers, but they were so low, so fleeting... what did they mean? What is Iwa? Surely their mother knew all the answers but she wanted to know what her sister thought.