Big Salmon Lake You talkin' to me

He provided a straightforward and sensible answer that was easy for the youngster to understand. She wondered what made a wolf fit in with his family. Wildfire imagined he preferred dutiful wolves, given his name. In any case, FitzDutiful's requirements seemed both reasonable and fair. Probably her parents used similar criteria.

"Do you wanna recruit my Aunt Do—Cloud?" Wildfire asked, nibbling at her lip as she nearly let Dove's full name slip. She tried to recover with a small, hopeful, even cheesy smile. Of course, her aunt wasn't on the market for a new home. But out of all her aunts, she was certainly the child's least favorite.

"I can hear you, you know," Dove called out sarcastically, causing the pup to lower herself a bit sheepishly... while still giving FitzDutiful that same puckish grin.