Sleepy Fox Hollow By thee, old Capulet, and Montague

Ah. So Sif and her friends had not yet claimed this valley for themselves. It was an intriguing concept, Snowe thought, to have a bunch of women living together. There was normally an even split between males and females in packs, or at least the packs she had seen here.

Do you live? Snowe puzzled that out for a second, struggling to find an answer. What did-- Oh. The chocolate girl was asking if she had a home. Resisting a sardonic laugh, she shook her head, cruel humor mixing with sadness within her.

She supposed she had had a home, once. But not anymore.

"I don't. . .no, I'm not living anywhere," she finally said, after a beat of silence. "Perhaps. . .perhaps I could stay here? With you and your. . .friends?"