Luneshale Pass forty-ninth

satisfied with Senmut's explanation, she gave a firm nod. it made sense, and it was on the erpa-ha's word, so it must be true. but a different matter had stolen Racharra's attention away from the exciting news.

a scuffle was brewing between the adults, stirred by the prince. the darkling pup's gaze laid squarely on the stranger however. she gazed up between the legs of the grown wolves, as best as she could, anyway. whatever was a shadow coyote, or a clown car for that matter. that wasn't in the lessons, unless she'd forgotten.

let her speak! she parroted Zaahira, bounding up to close the distance between herself and the important happenings of the adults.