All of the events in Odette's short life in Ala were what made her the wolf she was today. She had survived alone, met great wolves along the way, and found a good home in more than one place. To know that she had evolved from such harsh times was enough to make her confident in her future endeavors. As she thought about it, she knew that Threar's alignment and encouragement would be a wonderful asset in the future.
Frith spoke of not knowing what it was like to have a large family growing up, but being able to establish such roots for his children was enough to convince him. Her smile widened and her eyes sparkled as she wholeheartedly agreed. "You are so lucky to have them, Frith, you really are. Valhalla was like that when Mother ruled...and Grandmother Erani." The memory of Chrysanthe's red face hit Odette like a stone and she softly sighed at the thought. "Mother was a kind-hearted woman who didn't want to see others suffer...not when they didn't do anything to deserve it." She looked away and to the sand a few feet from her. "I wonder what she would say now, about all that I have done since Valhalla's final crumble."
