Silvertip Mountain But feathers are meant for the sky

Niita nodded her thanks, grateful he didn't press her. Perhaps one day she might tell someone of her battles back at Asmundr, but not today. 

"You're family is large." Niita made note mentally to pray for his sister, she wasn't big on religion but she still prayed to the ancestors as her mother had.

 "I hope she got home safely. So, your niece lives here too then?" Niita was unaware that June had died, she had yet to meet the rest of the pack and assumed Steady's niece was lurking about the territory somewhere.