Sunset Valley And she'll do what she pleases

Lilia leaned back, as if somewhat skeptical of the girl’s claim, though in truth she was puzzling over the similarities they shared. Something akin to dread awakened within her as she regarded Rae, noting again how similar in age they seemed to be. When the two names were voiced, she forgot the topic of poisons.

The first name wasn’t recognizable, at first, but it the second- she could have sworn she’d known that name. She tilted her muzzle down, frowning with thought, ears turned back lightly. 

She could remember a mountain, where the air was cool. She remembered a log near a den where she’d practiced balance, not long before she’d lost all track of her family. And when she looked up again, she saw eyes of a pale blue that seemed familiar. She bristled- not in distaste, but from shock.

”Waelle?”