Hushed Willows not like the cistern

Sunny hadn't really made a lot of appearances lately, he was truly slacking off on being a good pack member and the realisation of that hadn't hit until recently. So he decided to change that. He would work on meeting the wolves of Elysium instead of just hanging around the familiar ex Morningsiders. He was trying to find something to hunt down when a voice called from the borders and he paused, the voice sounding familiar to him. He fought to bring the memory to mind and when it did it was still hazy but he could at least pinpoint it. It was that girl with the twin from the party that Aunt Seelie had hosted back when his father had been alive and everyone was together and happy. Why was she here? Did she have some sort of news from Undersea? Was she even from Undersea? He hurried toward the borders curious and arrived shortly after Ibis, his eyes travelling from the girl to Lily and to the other woman who was also a leader...Olive was it? He offered each one a lopsided smile and then turned to the twins, he couldn't remember their names but he recalled one of them being something that sounded sing-songy on the tongue. Siramira or something like that.