Wren

“Neverland's different," he mumbled. "It's not like it was when I was a boy.
It's not—fun anymore."
"That's the trick of growing up. Nothing stays the same." Hook sounded
oddly sympathetic. "You see the faults in everything. Including yourself.”
― Austin Chant, Peter Darling

“Mom! Mom. You have to smell him! It’s like… like… I don’t even know what it’s like! I was walking in the woods to scope out our territory so I could be like Dad and then it was like… whoa. And then he was all standing there and he didn’t see me at first because I’m getting so good at hunting. I was all like rawr and grr but then I smelled it again and it was him and it was all kaboom! I don’t even know! I don’t even know! You gotta smell him and then tell me why it’s all candy canes and pinecones and epic and awesome.”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong

“You’re not broken.”
He said, “You don’t know that.”
I said, “I do. You’re alive. If you can take another breath, if you can take another step, then you’re not broken. Battered, maybe. Bruised. Cracked. But never broken.”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong

“But you are my brother. You are Kelly’s brother. We would do anything for you.” “You can’t leave again,” I said, voice rough. “Not again. You can’t. You would do anything for me? Good. Fine. Don’t leave.” Carter and Kelly exchanged a look before shrugging almost in unison. “Sure,” Carter said. “Fine,” Kelly said. I stared at them. “That’s it?” They tackled me even before I knew what was happening.     WE”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong