Whosits and Whatsits

All welcome, but mostly for @Reek!

She couldn't quite say why she was so fascinated with Phoenix Maplewood, or why in particular she was so impressed with its leader, Saena. Although she had grown up in arguably the largest family of wolves in Montana, Tail was no stranger to the instincts and traditions that ruled their broader kingdom. Perhaps it was because their first meeting had been so... untraditional.

Let's face it: fleas weren't the most glamorous trait to boast, and the leading lady had certainly been undignified with all her scratching and squealing. But Tail felt nothing but respect for her— as embarrassing as that had to have been, it was nice to see the "human" side of leaders. No one was perfect, and it was senseless to try to be.

She trailed near Feller's Pond, lost in thought as she followed the water's edge. There was a lot to think about— a lot had happened in a short amount of time, and not all of it pleasant. Sure, she had hit her head and all manner of freaky things had happened in that forest... But Tail's biggest concern was how to approach Saena after all that had happened, all the time that had passed, and seek refuge within her ranks.