Stone Circle Slept So Long

What did little Burr want to be when he grew up? He just didn't know yet. Rowana knew without a doubt that she wanted to be a warrior but Cyron was in the same boat as he. It could be said that girls were more sure of themselves at a younger age than boys and it seemed to be true with their litter. Burr glanced between his siblings, but even looking to them for guidance, the only thing he knew for sure was that he didn't want to be a fighter. He was willing to leave the role of protector to his sister.

"What kin'a things, papa?" Burr asked suddenly, peering up at Mawk with uncertain eyes. He knew a few of the roles that pack wolves played, but they were the essential ones: hunter, protector, ambassador. Burr didn't know much about the more complicated roles, or the ones that were seldom held by particular wolves. In time, he would find he was well suited to the ones that required a good deal of knowledge and logic, but he was much too young for that yet. What Burr really needed was a crash course in what roles he could pursue, and furthermore, someone to introduce him to each of them in practice.