Sun Mote Copse CMOT Dibbler

Elwood had thought about his previous conversation with Wraen regarding Kiwi, and despite how things had transpired, he hadn't changed his opinion. At the end of the day, Kiwi had acted of her own accord and there wasn't any way to change what had happened. Had Wraen chosen to punish her, or refuse to assist her, it might have eased her conscience -- but Colt likely still would have met his untimely death. There were things that they could control, and things that they couldn't, and this situation was the latter.

He wouldn't dwell on that, though, and couldn't help but offer a small smile at Wraen's mention of spring. The Firebirds desperately needed a fresh start, and hopefully the turning of the seasons in a few months would offer that. First, though, they needed to get through the looming winter. "I know what you mean," he agreed. "Hopefully our luck will change. It's hard to believe that the kids will be close to a year old when the spring rolls around. That will certainly make things seem different." Already, the kids were achieving various levels of independence and would soon seem less like burdens and more like helpful members of the pack.