Moonspear Sundream

Although his short life had been struck with tragedy, Floki didn't seem particularly perturbed about any of it. It sounded like he had been too young to really know his father well. It was sad about his mother, though. She frowned thoughtfully. She wondered if the woman could use some company. Maybe she could spend some time with her, if she came here. But would Thistle even like her?

She was getting ahead of herself. Wildfire pushed these thoughts away and listened as he described Ame next, then Atreyu. Her amber eyes widened at the news about his leg. Could a wolf survive after getting its leg torn off by a bear? It made her think of Finley, the caldera's legendary bear fighter. She swallowed.

"I'm glad he saved you, else I never would have met you," Wildfire murmured. "You and Charon have both led really fascinating lives. Mine seems almost boring in comparison," she observed with a light laugh before musing aloud, "Maybe I need some more adventure in my life." She had traveled quite a bit, of course, but never had she permanently uprooted.

But she still wasn't ready to pull the trigger, so Wildfire shifted the topic back to her current goings-on. "My parents are still alive and they're still together. They're actually trying to have another litter right now." She stuck out her tongue. That's how she'd learned about lovemaking, of course, as her parents had no shame whatsoever.