My sister and I are the eldest of the litter.

It is our job to protect the younger kit.

How could I have protected her from the trauma?

She says she remembers...

Could she remember her elder sister's moment of weakness?

Could she remember how the Siamese attack at sea came around?

Could they remember the reek of Death?
The cold stiff body of Gridlebone?

The red stain that covered her throat?

Growltiger's arms wrapped around her as they bled their love for each other?

I tell her she can't, I try to convince myself she can't.

If the haunting song that was my parent's last duet haunts my dreams, how can I let the horror haunt her?

I swore to avenge my parents.

I swore to avenge Gridlebone and Growltiger.

I am Demeter.