Blacktail Deer Plateau coming to a close, we're down by ten.

Grayday was right; they'd gone through the sad and evaluated the technical, so maybe it was time for a bit of happy. That is exciting, she said with a steady wag of her tail, I love  kids. Maybe it was because (for all extensive purposes) she was still a child herself, but something about their innocent gaiety made her heart leap with joy.

There were already Grayday's three who he'd she'd begun to take a liking to, but she hadn't expected there to be more so late in the season. The welcoming of new pups was normally something that a pack took up in the spring when food was plentiful and the weather was agreeable, but then again, Moonstone had no idea if any of that was necessary to raise a family anyway.

What do you mean, a story? She was curious to hear about this tale of tales, though she wouldn't have pressed if denied.