Moonspear My baby here on Earth

It was something she’d given him. Treepie glanced sideways in some surprise, then pursed her lips. “I couldn’t take it with me,” he insisted. She faced forward again, wondering if Pala had forbade it. Her heart broke for the little boy he had been then. Pie had been rather fond of him and his brother, though there was a disconnect in the present day. She could scarcely believe he was the same wolf, he’d changed so much, as young men were wont to do.

Frowning a little, she turned her face toward him again and said, That’s a very sweet gesture for someone named Ludovicious, with a tight smile. Tell me about them. How do you like being an older brother?

They must be Pala’s. A terrible, aching jealousy knifed through her, though she set it aside to focus on the matter at hand. It was interesting that she only bore sons, though Pie reminded herself that she’d had a daughter, who’d stayed with Chaudry. What had become of them, she wondered? Thinking about all that drama put a bad taste in her mouth, though it was less painful than focusing on her own current devastation.