Silvertip Mountain Beanstalks And Broomsticks

Adeline was clearly enthralled with the story, her need to know making her a little fidgety. Her eyes were glued to Chaska, as if her life depending on it, and the top half of her body angled towards the storyteller. He had clearly gotten her attention, though he wouldn't know the true reason for it, which was her own moonstone. 

Her heart began racing as Chaska told of the wolf telling his friend about the stone. She gasped, remembering he wasn't supposed to tell. What would happen to him now? The story went on, and Adeline found out. Her eyes were bordering on popping out of her head. Oh, shit! she exclaimed, knowing the adults had used that term when something bad happened. What happened then?! she asked, needing to know. Would her stone send her to the moon?