Bramblepoint I won't stumble back

Her eyes glazed a little bit when Liffey mentioned the various stories her parents had shared with her. She knew Raven was back at the caldera—her presence there was instrumental to the newborns' survival—but where was Nightjar these days? Wildfire thought of the last time she'd seen him, when he had taken it upon himself to push her from the pack's ranks. Her lips pursed at the memory, though she couldn't really fault him, even now.

Liffey's enthusiasm wasn't exactly contagious in her current mindset, yet Wildfire welcomed the distraction. "Your mom is—or was—a scout. I'm a scout and ranger myself. Will you follow in our footsteps?" she wondered.