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There was nothing about the way Wintersbane had been that was particularly bad for Laurel, but the fact that Mahler'd sent her away like that to be with someone else in itself was. There were of course things that she didn't tell Sequoia. It didn't really help to dwell on the past like that, and it certainly wouldn't help mend things with Mahler (though at present time, Laurel was in doubt whether she ever could). If it weren't for her children, Laurel would've left Rivenwood. But now, she knew she should provide a safe home for Indra to grow up in, and so she couldn't.

After Sequoia's outraged response (which, honestly, did Laurel good), Laurel paused in silence for a moment. Then she said, I'm glad you're here, Sequoia. Laurel didn't have a lot of friends. She'd never had a lot of friends — only Indra. Sequoia being here made the situation a bit more bearable. Sometimes I wish I could just go away to a place without men. Laurel sighed and looked away as she thought about it. Would such places exist? Packs without men? Or where, at least, they didn't present a problem like they consistently had throughout her life?