Hushed Willows A Silent Retreat

Was she afraid? The question lingered for a moment before she responded with a faint shake of her head. No, fear wasn’t what gripped her now. Instead, it was curiosity, a gentle but persistent pull that called to her. This place. This home. The word settled in her heart like a warm ember, and she found herself eager to explore its glow.

Kirain nodded thoughtfully as Wake spoke, recognizing the logic woven through his words. Yes, neighbors could be invaluable. And who wouldn’t want the chance to make more friends? In my original pack, we didn’t meet many strangers, but since we were nomadic, we occasionally crossed paths with others. When we could, we built alliances, bonds that supported them and us alike. That, I think, is a worthy goal.

To her, this wasn’t a risk; it was an opportunity. A chance to connect. Having been so long deprived of true connection, she welcomed the idea with open arms. Wake’s assurance, that they were here to coexist, not disrupt, resonated with her. She believed in their intentions, trusted their capacity to build something meaningful. And for the first time in what felt like forever, hope stirred within her.