every time I spent too long without the warmth of another Fae close, I remembered the Forging my parents had put me through when I was a cub, leaving me on a mountain alone to defend myself for a full week. So now, whenever I was away from my brothers too long, I remembered that chill, I could feel it frosting my bones, fear swelling in me, begging me to find them once more, to reassure myself my kin were near.
