The Heartwood Well, nobody's perfect

Well, she'd tried to dodge it but it didn't work. It appeared Dhole was as smart as she was and, as for Charon, well he seemed quite obnoxious. Regardless, June submitted to Dhole's question. "June" she said, not putting too much emotion into her voice. Her 'real' name was hers, hers and Mason's. Wolves might brandish June around as if it was something to be given away but Humility was her little secret. Her sword.

The conversation changed and Charon launched into an explanation of what had occurred. He might be expected Dhole to appear captured with wonder, but June was just a caught up with his tale. Her eyes widened and a little bit of awe appeared on her face. Wisdom and Intelligence - these were things that she conceded to more than anything. She knew full well that she would never have the powerful hunter's skills, or the fighting seasoning of a warden or warrior, but intelligence could be hers and wisdom could be taught. Anyone who could teach her, or help improve those skills, were immediately elevated to pedestal status.

"How the spark cause that?" she asked, still using the minimum amount of words required. Hopefully her question made sense and she looked at Dhole to see if she was caught up with Charon's words too.