So, here's the thing: while Remus was basically your personality twin, his sister was your total opposite. Lacy was thoughtful, sweet, and so painfully shy. No one would have guessed she was the Blood Moon child—not with how gentle she seemed.
Meanwhile, Remus was out there challenging anything with a pulse. Trees, rocks, squirrels—if it moved, he had beef with it.
Lacy, on the other hand, stayed in the background, dropping nuggets of wisdom whenever her brother inevitably needed them. And trust me, he needed them a lot.
She was the only person he ever listened to, which—let's be real—was probably more of a miracle than the Blood Moon thing.
Remus, as you might guess, was all reckless courage, fiery temper, and endless confidence. Sound familiar? Lacy was strong too, but since she skipped most of the training, no one, including her, had a clue just how strong.
