Ouroboros Spine One young wolf has a larger heart than all these men combined

WOW I AM SO SORRY

Lightfoot’s report on Vairë was concerning, and Nantahala frowned. That’s not good, she remarked, her ears falling as her gaze briefly shifted elsewhere. Guilt began to gnaw at her stomach; she’d been a bad daughter—spending her time elsewhere and not tending to their mother. She’d have to change that, and help her get better.

The next thing that Lightfoot said drew more concern from Lilyflower, and she didn’t know what to make of it. I’m happy to speak for us, she assured her first, but, then, added: But why don’t you think you can speak for us? Is … everything okay? She shifted closed, offering her embrace if her sister needed it.