Broken Antler Fen You float like a feather

In reality that wolf had been Towhee, but Wraen had no knowledge of it. Neither did she know, when and how the "rock-eating" had entered the story, because in the original thread her narrator checked, there was no such thing mentioned. Or she was just superficial, when she checked. Go figure. Maybe it was good thing that she had never stopped by at Caldera, because first impressions are very hard to erase. Had she been greeted just as friendly by her then teenage cousin, she highly doubted they would have ever become good friends now. 

"I think - if you fight with your siblings a lot during childhood, you kind of run out of steam, when you are older, and there's nothing left then to become friends," she shrugged. Just a theory, which did not exactly apply to her own life. She had been close to many people and lost them one by one as the years had gone on by. "Happened the opposite way to me, though," she concluded. First Sarah, then Terance. Come to think of it - for reasons that should not have come between them in the first place. 

"But that's not exactly a happy thought. Let's not have it dampen our mood," she brushed the unwelcome topic aside and tried to come up with a new one. "Would you like to play "three things"-game?" she asked on an impulse.