Heron Lake Plateau Is it cool that I said all that?

Mind if we fade here? I'd like to take a little break and PPC Fiadh for a few weeks 'til things in the pack start to calm down, since I'm struggling to keep up with it all and it's becoming very overwhelming!

She couldn't say she really felt like going to ask Finley about her expeditions at the moment, what with her mother's light mockery still fresh in her mind, but Fiadh pocketed the idea for another time. Scouting didn't interest her so much—how could you stay on top of the pack's gossip if you weren't there?—but stories always did. Maybe she'd learn something new about Finley that way and would find a way to reconnect. But not today.

"Thanks, dad," Fiadh gushed. There were other caregivers in the pack worth speaking with, but Raven was the primary one she could think of. She would visit her elder brother at another time, perhaps, after learning more about the trade itself. "Do you mind if I go see her now?" Assuming she had time, of course.