Phoenix Maplewood kesyon

"back when i met your sisters an' you met my brot'er," mireille began to @Druid, watching caribou veer in herds around the edge of the forest. "it seemed like — maybe you did not like him?" her voice was hesitant. she was leery of crossing this with druid, and yet she had told sobo she would. it needed to be said. her brother was part of her, and that included any nearness with her rivenwood companions. "well. he t'inks so."