Sun Mote Copse Just like dust we settle in this town

Yeahhh, but now she was one.  Still, Maia did smile at her sister's conspiratorial whisper.  It was hard to get into too much of a funk when she was around.

It was weird realizing that she no longer even wanted to be good at it.  Some wolves were, and that was cool.  But she remembered how she'd felt when Hydra had grabbed her muzzle and forced her down, and making another wolf feel that way sounded terrible.  Yeah, if they were bad or something she'd totally fight, but practicing endlessly to be good at doing it? No way.

I'll ask her.  She said, a little resigned to it.  But I'm going to hope the only fights we have to worry about are the rad stories I'm going to come up with.  Those ones couldn't hurt anyone.  She much preferred to make another wolf smile than beat them at anything.