Kintla Flatlands And I'll never let him go

If Wraen had been looking for a perfect moment to tell Seabreeze eye to eye, what exactly she had been thinking about her, this would have been it. Free to speak about everything without having fear that this could reflect badly on Sunspire as a whole. She listened to the other she-wolf speak with polite interest, while inside her mind she tried to formulate one straight-to-the-point insult out of many reserved just for this kind of event. And one simple, short and surprisingly all-inclusive came forward. A leech. Resource-sucking parasite that took advantage of the situation and left, when it was the most convenient. 

Just a five-letter word that contained everything and as her eyes took in Seabreeze's frame comparing it to the worm-like creature that lived in the water, and her mind repeated the chosen name for her, she felt better and better, until a sweet smile appeared in her lips, her expression lit up and she began to laugh. Who would have known that calling people names in your mind without them or anyone else knowing could have such a therapeutic effect? "Oh, I am sorry," she said inbetween chuckles, "an old joke came to my mind. Give me a moment." It took some time for her to collect herself and attempt to look her almost-sister-in-law in the eyes without bursting out in another fit of laughter. 

"Yeah, I am far away," she replied, stiffling giggles that were fighting their way against her self-control. "How are the kids doing - Ibis and Okeanos - they must be big by now?"