Arrow Lake Eel in the Water and She-Wolf I'll Be

Unconsciously she crept closer in fascination as her elder kept expounding and embroidering, moving unthinkingly nearer and slowly lowering into a comfortable sit upon the grassy banks as she leaned involuntarily closer to be certain she caught every word. Ooooh, she breathed, hardly even aware she was doing so, so riveted was her attention to the amazing stuff that Wraen was coming up with. Then, somewhat belatedly once again: Rai', rai'. Yes of course she totally knew all this about dragons that made innocent wolfears bleed and wasn't just entirely winging this, why ever would you ask.

Her moonsilver eyes grew larger and larger, her tail stiffening and bristling in excitement where it had tried to curl itself neatly around her damp shining black forepaws. A Chosen One? Talos had never before heard of such a thing, but immediately cottoned to the idea. And this wolf was so much older and more knowledgable, surely she must know whence she had spotted such a one. Talos's widening grin matched the sparkle in her eyes as she turned this idea over in her mind and found herself liking it more and more. Wha' sorta stuff? she asked breathlessly, hanging on to Wraen's every word. Talos didn't think she had ever seen anything too miraculous or unbelievable still, but then again she had better make sure, since she wasn't certain what such things might look like. Or maybe they were just happening a little slower to her than to other Chosen Ones in the past. And who knew, if the facts didn't match up then maybe Talos could make them do so, through clever planning or sheer force of will. Now that the possibility of being such a character had been put into her mind she was starting to have trouble envisioning herself as ever happily being anything else.