Sunbeam Lair one last breath 'til the tears start to wither

I don’t plan on telling anyone…

“Perfect,” she murmured with a small smile, hoping her tone conveyed that she was more or less joking. Though it was nice to have it less picked over…

The she-wolf made her way to the entrance, and Meadow found herself leaning against the wall of stone—thoughtful, quiet. At the name drop, she felt a rueful sort of irony in it all—this was Germanic’s new wife then.

She was beautiful. Of course he had chosen her.

“I… assume Towhee, then? There aren’t many of us girls, there, right now,” she offered. “I’m Meadow. It’s nice to meet you.”