Broken Boulder chicken noodle soup

Lily shook her head, shrugging off his apology. "It's fine," she said, a weak little smile arcing over her lips as she ripped her gaze from the grass and glanced back at him. "Fine. Just. . .reminded me of something, that's all."

Vilkas was gone. Was she really going to spend the rest of her life pining after him?

"I've never heard of Morningside," Lily remarked, in an effort to change the subject. Her ears angled forward, actually slightly intrigued by the name. It sounded pretty enough. "Where is it? Close by? And how did you find out she was your sister?"

She lowered her eyes, feeling a bit bashful. In the wake of her upset, she had forgotten her manners entirely. "Sorry, I don't mean to pry."