Morningside Cuesta all alone in a sea of stars.

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Her tail had returned to its slow wagging, seemingly pleased with Grayday's responses, both towards her wound and her question. Ah, so his family was here then. He just moved. No longer Easthollow though? Did they go by another name now, or was this a different family altogether? He did say they were different. Being the aimless wolf she was, perhaps it was a tad hypocritical of her to question why he'd choose to settle in a different place, but such a concept as hypocrisy did not really register with her. She wanted to know. Why not ask?

"You sought more than your Easthollow?" the ghost inquired innocently, also not aware of what prying was. If that were the case, she could emphasize with that, having been in a similar predicament when leaving her "family". 'Course she'd had more reasons than that for leaving, but... that was the only one she'd been consciously aware of.
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