Wapun Meadow no gale can down this ship

cadeau was right in a sense, and in a way, only she knew truly what went on between her and her seeming beau. ingram saw only a snapchat of what she conveyed -- he knew nothing of the man she depicted, and certainly was not in a position to offer much counsel.

he shrugged, conceding to cadeau's opinion. in the end, it was she who knew best and he admitted this freely. "you would know far better than i," ingram began, a smile spreading across his features. "but i do know wolves do  not spend lengthy time with people they do not care about. maybe there is something there, only freshly planted. maybe it is like your flowers--" he gestured with a broad paw to the bundle she had collected: "a seedling for now, but give it time and it may grow and bloom."