Blackfeather Woods i'm in a pressure today

The pale child made off with the stick but the others did not necessarily follow. The stick was then soon forgotten, dropped from her mouth and she trotted back to the pair of playmates. As the larger dark wolf spoke the pale child understood some of the words -- she heard 'who' and 'i' and knew the context in question-form -- and in response to his question she simply tilted her head in inquiry.

She did not know who he was, but she had a suspicion he was about to tell her and her dark counterpart. The ghost slunk to her counterpart's side, sat down -- still panting from the exertion of the game -- and once more tilted head in silent inquiry for the answer to the question behind the question he just asked.