Hoshor Plains cool for the summer

The she-wolf wanted to know what had happened to the wolves of the plains. "Gone," Reggie said simply, slowly rolling a shoulder to add the unspoken, I don't know why. One day, they simply hadn't been there anymore. Her mother had thought they were off hunting at first, though they had never returned. Regipre was too young (and cold) to care much about their fate.

Suddenly, the she-wolf said her mother's full name. Regipre didn't know why she knew it, just that she did. Her dam was alternatively mother or Tom in her mind. "Yes," she said, eyes brightening ever so slightly. This lady knew her mother? Should she go fetch her?