Nocturne Summit I wish you

Magpie's incredulous tone caused Wildfire to grin all the harder. She couldn't remember when exactly the yearling had disappeared from the caldera, though it had been several months ago now, when she had still been just a child. She had missed her Aunt Mags, yet Wildfire simply wasn't the type to hold grudges. She was quite different from her parents in that way.

"I just came from there," the youth chirped, only for her face to cloud very suddenly when she remembered why she had just come from the caldera. "Things aren't going well there. Dad lost an eye and now his nose. I'm pretty sure his days as Alpha are over," Wildfire said quietly, biting at her lower lip and meeting Magpie's eyes for a beat.

Her lips then twitched faintly at the corners as she explained, "I live at Moonspear now," and pointed at the neighboring mountain. "I was bringing mom some food, since dad can't hunt. I'm working on becoming a trapper—you know, a small game hunter." She paused there, hoping her rabbit-killer of a young aunt would be proud of her.