The Tangle get loose get low get low

Mind if I crash this party?

The funny thing about a howl was that it was not a private two-way line.

Moon Runner heard the summons for the Rise’s Beserkr and became curious. Tall Shadow wandered more and more these days. Were these callers a part of it?

She loped through the Rise toward the Western front. There, the dense forest of the Tangle loomed. Before the trees, in a clearing, stood two wolves – young girls, like herself. She had never met outsiders her own age. The Rise tended to attract elder dispersals.

Her pale head poked out from behind a damp and mossy log, ears turned forward as if to hear the answer to the question: who are you?