I dream of Polar night

Never. The way the kid said it brought smile to Osprey's lips, as she briefly recalled her own childhood memories. From this point of view it was hard for her to imagine herself being as small as this cub was now. Except the fact that the world had shrunk, while she had stayed esentially the same. Had there been a point in life, where she had not had any fear at all? Maybe, when she had still been very young, when her knowledge of the world stopped at the doorstep of the den she had been sharing of her family. After that curiosity and fear came hand in hand.

"Who is Levi?" Osprey asked, once again feeling bad for her lack of knowledge about the wolves of this pack.