I’d love to say that I understood all of this, ran towards my uncle who disappeared five years ago, and wasn’t confused in the slightest. Sadly, I was very confused. All I understood was Stepeater’s name was actually Apollo, and I had an uncle I had never heard of before whose name was not, in fact, Biggo. In fact, my first question was-

“Are all of you gods? And what do you mean by uncle, exactly? Las time I checked, I only had one uncle Drew, and he lives on the west coast. In fact, he isn’t properly my uncle. He’s my stepmother’s cousin.”

Silence.

Then the sound of laughter echoed through the cave. I felt like the victim of the world's biggest prank, complete with talking wolves and magical uncles. Only Apollo and that silver wolf, Artemis, looked sympathetic. Drew finally stopped laughing enough to say, "All right everyone, enough. Apollo, Artemis, please explain to Laurel about everything. Everyone else, you can go." All the other wolves padded out of the cave, including my newfound uncle. Artemis, Apollo and I sat looking at each other until Artemis cleared her throat and said, "Well, should we walk and talk? There's a cavern with an amazing view." I nodded and we left.