Moonspear Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?

It felt strange. Haedwig had come to the Teekon Wilds in a group of six, but where was everyone now?

Staring out westward, she wondered if anyone had returned to the forked creek after they all scattered. It was hopeful thinking, but Haedwig raised her head for a hoarse howl that she hoped some of them might hear. She had seen each of them grow up into well-rounded young men and women, she wanted to know they were okay. That Thalassa had found her husband, that Makhai had let himself relax, that Europia wasn't still lost. She wanted Lilith to come back to her, too.

Stood still, she stared out as though one of them might come running to the base of the mountain. Haedwig sighed; she needed to get her mind off of this.