Dragoncrest Cliffs poured myself a plate of chocolate milk

In a blink, the other wolf was gone, and Sequoia was left alone with the large-eared one. Duo-toned eyes looked up and Sequoia nodded in agreement. She didn't know this wolf very well, but she was Drageda, so she felt safe with her.

"What your name?" she asked, tilting her head to one side. "Mine Sequoia." Her own name she pronounced very carefully. She had practiced very hard to get it just right, wanting others to get it right, too. It was harder to say than her siblings' names (or so she thought).