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Thuringwethil realizes it was foolish to think Wildfire would ease into her gait next to her on the way to the maplewood. Out of the corner of her eyes, she’s quick to stand in front of her, preventing her from walking any further. Soon, a paw is in her face and Thuringwethil snaps—though her intention is mixed, indecipherable between playful and serious—but her foot is saved from her teeth. Standing still, her smile disappears from her face.

The change in their dynamic differs from when the younger wolf had not been apart of her pack, had not taken the role of her subordinate or bowed to Heda. The innocence between them, however, isn’t something she wants to lose so she nudges her nose against Wildfire’s snout and directs her attention back to their purpose. Suddenly worried she might remove that pretty smile from the girl’s face, she lets her own return and she bumps her shoulder.

“There is something I need to talk to you about,” she says with a light voice, not quite serious enough to cause concern, but she focuses on Wildfire’s face for a subtle change she might have worried her.