Grouse Thicket And winter came...

"Only a few weeks," Liffey answered, considering when it was she and her family had arrived at the Plateau. It didn't feel as though it had been all that long, so she likely underestimated how much time had truly passed. But they were wolves--how accurate could their concept of time truly be?

Wraen's next question gave her pause. Their parting with Terance had not been pleasant, for reasons Liffey didn't feel particularly inclined to bring up as she didn't want to inspire any bad blood between the siblings. She considered herself and Rannoch to be perfectly without guilt for the decision they had made--after all, they would never had held a grudge against Terance for choosing his own family over them. Liffey was certain anyone on the outside of the situation would side with them, but Wraen was Terance's sister and she simply didn't want to make an issue of it.

"Not this time," Liffey answered, smiling a little sadly, "He has his own family now to devote himself to, just as we do. I think it's worked out the way it was meant to, though." Which was true. Liffey was clearly not meant to live in a pack with Treason, thus it was best that this opportunity had risen with her own family to part ways. If only Terance had allowed it to be as amicable a parting as it could have been.