Broken Antler Fen Pretty Thoughts

Barely. Ha. Cori almost felt bad enough for her to offer to stick around and help — but that thought in itself inspired guilt. He felt obligated, but if he joined a pack, shouldn't it be the one he'd left behind? He would just have to stay close. Near, but not part of Maia's pack, though that made Coriander feel a little like a deadbeat brother.
He forced himself to focus on what Maia was saying. Laugh when it was appropriate. Sounds like he has his work cut out for him, He teased, remembering his own woes regarding his sisters. I'd love to meet them all. Cori recited their names mentally. Sylvie. Hymnal. Diantha. Jasmine. Roswell. Oh — and Eljay. Perhaps he ought to have felt some kind of brotherly outrage or a surge of protective feelings, but he didn't. He was certain he'd like whoever Maia had chosen — and it was her choice, after all. She was entitled to her happiness as much as anyone else, so Cori wouldn't question the life she'd built for herself. Or at least, he'd keep it to himself.