From the heart

Talking with Bellamy, one of the guests of the Hallows, had gotten Elowen thinking. The woman seemed so lost, so sad, and hearing that she had lost the one she loved the most had sparked a protective feeling within the yearling. A feeling that wasn’t the same as fighting to protect someone, but a feeling of wanting to protect them all the same. It was strange, especially since the woman wasn’t part of the Hallows, but maybe that was okay. Maybe it was because she didn’t want her to hurt, and kindness could be given to anyone who needed it, right? It was with this thought that Elowen made her up the stairs of Hearthstone. She wanted to make sure Bellamy felt better, kind of like how she tried to talk to Meadow in an effort to help her calm down, or reassured her other sister and brother of their successes and efforts.

Maybe… maybe she didn’t want to be just a knight. She had been so caught up in her thoughts that, when she made it up the flight of steps she didn’t even notice the wolf that was in the hallway, walking right into them. Elowen flinched back, ears falling as she looked up at her grandmother. “Gram! Sorry about running into you.” She gave an apologetic smile. She needed to pay more attention to her surroundings.

"Speech," 'Thought.'