Lyla
The journey back to Blue Ridge was quieter than I had anticipated.
I was still thinking of Mother Liora's death. Though I've spent time with her for a short while, she was amazing. Always warm, understanding and wise. Despite all her knowledge and wisdom as a high priestess she was always casual and treated everyone with respect.
But I was more worried for Nanny. How would she take the news of Mother Liora's passing? I grew up with Nanny, who always told me about Mother Liora and how fond they were of each other. Watching them together at White Moon pack – the way they related to each other, constantly bickering like age mates, the way Nanny takes care of her and the how Mother Liora related with her too.
