Am I ever gonna see your face again?

Sedna would have fought if he wanted to, but the gentle touch was met with her closing eyes and a small rueful smile. “I know, but I can’ put that on th’ others, an’ its one thing fer Hana ter ‘ave yer grandkids, if I do it, then th’ other’s ‘ll expect th’ same an’ as much as I know yer’d love ter be drownin’ in kids, it’d put a strain on everyone. Packs’ve been taken out by less.” She’d seen wolves run off for less. Seer might have had a soft spot for her, but that didn’t mean she was going to do anything but what was right, and best for the pack as a whole. At the end of the day, she still held a stubborn, independent streak, a desire to make her own mark, and leave her own legacy. This wasn’t the place for her to do that.

“Raijin, their dad, e’s in Abaven, an’ they’ve got a school goin’. I dunno if that’s where I’ll stop, but it’s gotta be worth at least checkin’ out, an’ I hear there’s new packs in th’ south? There weren’t any down there th’ last time I was there an’ now there’s supposed ter be three! Maybe a bit o’ travel will wear me out enough ter sleep?” And maybe she would find her own slice of somewhere to make her own. “I promise I’ll bring ‘em back ter visit, at least that way they’ll only be a temporary disturbance. Yer don’ need more Archer’s runnin’ around wreckin’ th’ joint.” Her smile was lopsided, just like the unsteady thudding in her chest.