Hoshor Plains don't let your fears win

Things were happening that she didn't quite understand. Something was telling her it would be a better idea to turn tail and head back into the den, but Regi was barking orders at her to bow and stay quiet and it was all terribly confusing. She settled for doing nothing at all and instead stared back at the stranger who wasn't leaving. He was saying things, but they were all going over her head and she looked to her sister to be the voice of reason.

That was, until he spoke more and asked about things she definitely didn't understand. "You tail be black," she piped up, knowing those colors well enough to know he did not have a red tail. She also wasn't sure what an alpha was. Or a Phoenix. Or a maplewood. Her life was filled with mostly golden grass and the occasional buffalo.

By the time he got to the end of his chat her mind was bursting with questions and she couldn't keep her silence any longer. "What's a winter?" she asked, poking her head around her growly-grr sister. She had no idea what that season was. Likewise... "What's a sanc-poo-berry? Can you eat it?"