Swiftcurrent Creek Ghosts

Though she'd not given up much information herself, the male seemed quite willing to talk. Sunspot felt herself relaxing into her voice, and she realized that she'd been wary of him, before. Perhaps it'd been the way he approached her, as though it'd never even crossed his mind to fear her. Now, though, she found she rather appreciated his calm demeanor.

"Blacktail Deer Plateau?" she hedged, wondering if they were thinking of the same place, or if the two places just had similar names. "My brother lives there, now. I did, too, for a while, but..." She still couldn't really say why she'd left. "There's a pack forming on the coast," she revealed. "I think I might cast my lot with them."

He hadn't asked, but he'd given as much information himself. And, when he did ask something of her, she found that she was wholly willing to give it. "Sunspot," she replied succinctly, for she had no true surname. "And... I'm not a traveller, I don't think. Just a wolf."