claire, 15, infp. "she tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but sometimes she felt like she was just a little girl after all."
A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. He had it all backwards. […] The lone wolf still lived, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.