Moonspear Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda

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She spent much of the day hunting with Floki in the foothills surrounding Moonspear. They finally called it quits in the late afternoon. He went off to catch a few z's and Wildfire gave his cheek a sloppy kiss. She then flounced into the forest, her heart truly light as she deposited a dead gopher in a stump. She would remember the joy and accomplishment of this day for a long time to come.

After making her deposit, the youth pondered what to do next. She considered joining Floki but she didn't actually feel tired. Before Wildfire could arrive at a decision, she heard footfalls. She swiveled, amber eyes clapping on a vaguely familiar figure. She didn't know his name but she recognized him from the bear encounter. Her eyes traced over his long legs and myriad scars before she remembered herself and ducked head and tail.

"Hello," she said warmly. "I'm Wildfire." She paused, leaving him to fill in the blank with his own introduction.