Moonspear no rest for the parents

His approval made her tail wave quietly behind her. She could imagine him instructing his children up here, watching them to see which one, if any, would share his interest. "I think it comes from hunting for herbs with certain designs, honestly, attention to detail is the difference between a healed wolf and...well... a dead one." His question was obviously meant more in general and not at her, and she nodded, making a soft hum in her throat to share his wonder.

"Do you think other places have the same names as us? That would be your answer, I think. If other places call them different things, it had to be a wolf, right? Or...well, unless the stars told them different names, or they understood them differently." She paused, turning to look at him. "Are they difficult to understand? When they talk to you?"