Firestone Hot Springs Listen to the Sky Dance with the River

Blue Willow did not know of the name that Peregrine was wishing to call his daughter, if she had she would have agreed with Osprey. Not because she thought Osprey was a bad sister, merely because she thought that a pup should have their own name. Too often when one was named after another wolf, you felt inadequate or that you didn't quiet fit the standard or that you had to be just like that other wolf, she felt that unfair.

Blue Willow smiled at the look she was given by Osprey. "yes a story teller and a traveler. I will gladly tell you a story one of these nights, what is your favorite type? That way I can find one that suits your likes. Blue Willow carried many stories in her head, she also carried many experiences in other packs with her. She could remember a pack that had raised only their girls, once the boys were old enough they kicked them out, or how about the pack that had raised their boys to be warriors and always put the youngest in the front lines.

Blue Willow smiled when she heard that Crete was the other's brother, that meant that the entire litter was together. She remembered how Peregrine had wished that. "That is wonderful and he is a very kind wolf, he certainly helped me and let me just say his body language is superb.