Wildflower shook her head, trying to find the right words to explain the situation. "No, I'm sure your mother loved you. Maybe-Maybe she was afraid. And she couldn't take care of you, so she left you here, knowing that you would be happy." Wildflower found herself whimpering softly as She told Autumn this, because even though she tried to shape it into a nice story She found that it wasn't one. "But you have to remember that we can keep you safe now, and that you're one of us."