Never before had she felt such a comfort and solace in life. Her warped mind was always on a search, always exploring and getting wrapped up in her own mind so different. Finding her shadow was like finding the part of herself that she was looking for all this time. Perhaps she was wrong in following the footsteps of the True Angel for so long. Or, perhaps that was just a path she was meant to follow for a short while. Perhaps her path had now changed, and now is the light that circles her shadow.

She had not felt right about her family situation as of late, and how distant she truly was. At this point, she would not be surprised if she was the forgotten sister of the Angels. Now, she is with a Demon, who is her mate and her soul. The Angels and Demons held their battles many winters ago, and Phaedra never understood the hatred of light and shadow. If anything, the two right here showed what they could be as she touched muzzle to muzzle with him. His words are a comfort as well as his touch, and she feels the tension slowly fade from her body that she did not even know was there.

He then speaks of his family, how they were not so nice, but also that he had siblings. She wondered about them and what they would be like. Were they anything like him? Phaedra was certainly quite different from her many siblings, but if his siblings were anything like him, they would be a pleasure to meet. He then speaks of the family he made by the riverside...and the name he says makes her massive head lift and tilt. Her black ears were pushed forward. Shiloh. Her littermate. Her sister. It had been so long since she saw her, and in between that time her sister had found her soul and made him family before she even know it. She sighed slightly, feeling as if she continued to fail in the family aspect. Yet, it was a sign with a grin touched to it.

”Shiloh….she is my sister,” she says, her sunset maw pointing off in the distance. He probably had no idea. ”We are littermates. Born the same day from Isola and Kane. It is...nice to hear that you enjoyed your time with that of my family. Let us...go to where I last heard she was, Taviora,” she says with a nod, knowing he wishes to find a safe place for them to live. She motions her head now, and moves her paws towards the packland. It was not too terribly far from where they were.

”Your parents- they were Demons. Demons were against the Angels. The friendship...would have been a problem? Me? Would I have been a problem?” she inquired as she walked tall and strong towards the packland. Her violet and gold eyes turning to him to take in his answer.