Blackfeather Woods flashed junk mind

She runs her nose through his fur in a gentle, maternal way as he laments the loss of his connection. She never personally felt as he did, spiritually linked to another, but she could only imagine, her thoughts flying back to when she tried to contact her mother. 

She is impressed by how much he could already with no training; his natural abilities already making the process easier for him. But, no matter how he good he was, he had to learn. Yes, She responded. I will teach you that and more,