Lost Creek Hollow hold it everybody, apple down.

It was late when she crept away from the den that night, leaving her babies sleeping soundly at @Rannoch's side. Her mind was elsewhere, so she hadn't been able to sleep. She loved her new little wolves with all her heart, yet it wasn't their faces her heart longed for that evening. It was the ones she was missing--the ones she hadn't seen in such a long time. She wanted them, so she stole away to find them.

An hour later, Liffey was at Antares Falls, perched on one of the ledges with the water spilling past. She sat on the lowest cliff with the valley stretched out wide beneath her, though it wasn't that direction her eyes were cast. They were looking up, gazing solemnly at the constellations she and Rannoch had chosen for their older daughters - Remi and Wisp, two birds drawn in the sky with a shared star dotting the tips of their wings.