Sun Mote Copse Chase the sky into the ocean

Wraen had struck the wrong cord and she realized that, when Maia replied with unusual sharpness. She was unaware of the dynamics between her sister and the queen-to-be Kiwi, but sensed that this did not come exactly out of nowhere. 

"Easy there, tiger," she said calmly. "I did not say that I count myself to the most wolves. They have no idea, how much effort goes into creating a story out of an idea, a snippet of thought, retelling of real life events," she explained.

"It's just a fair warning from my experience - you will meet plenty of people, who will enjoy your skills as they are, but there will be others, who will look down at you. And though I will now say - screw them - frankly speaking, their attitude hurts the most," she finished and sighed.

"Speaking of travelling - are you still planning to spread your wings and fly off to greener pastures, now that the weather is good again, or will you keep company for your old and cranky sis for a while longer?" she chose the words to make her inquiry sound light-hearted, but the worry was real.