Bearclaw Valley Pack your bags.

Desna blinked herself awake when her mother woke them. She wanted to sleep some more so she rolled over to her other side. Her hazel colored eyes closed once more, almost missing the part of an adventure. She could go on an adventure in her dreams too. Sometimes she could be a tad lazy. Yet when her mother howled so loudly and spoke about food Desna started to blink herself awake again. She sat up, being rather sleep, and looked around. Did her mother just howl that they were leaving? She looked just like Xan with a frown to her mother. She loved her mother dearly but sometimes she didn't make sense at all. Desna didn't want to leave. She liked Bearclaw! Her father soon joined the club.

Desna's ears were pushed forward with some curiosity. Was he coming with them too? She looked up surprised when her mother told him that he could go back to some other pack. Was her father not from this pack? And that Raziel was dead? What did dead mean? Was he hurt? Where was Raziel? She hadn't seen him in so long. Desna grew even more confused. "Mommy!," she called out and then started to trot forward. For the first time she wasn't busying herself with food. Her mother was talking about leaving. But were they leaving for realz? "Why isn't daddy coming?," she asked. "Where we going?" She wanted to know! She needed to know. "Mommy, tell me," she urged. Desna didn't have patience.