The Sunspire rolling with the summer breeze

Setting this after our other thread with Ferdie, so I assume they know each other

Had it been any other wolf, Leaf might have ignored them, but when it came to the juvenile whom Ferdie had supposedly saved, she had questions. Rousing herself from her sleepiness, she watched as the juvenile attempted to hunt--and failed. Though it was not uncommon for a wolf to "fail" in its hunt attempts, the failure reminded the little red captive all too much of herself. She found herself laughing aloud. Maybe she was losing her mind. "Come here, my young captor," she called out, not entirely sure the other wolf would even respond. The juvenile seemed to be quite upset, and she wondered if the sight of her reminded her of old memories. She wanted to know more about these memories. "Don't you want to tell your side of the story?" she asked. Though Ferdie had given his version, she wanted to test the veracity of it by comparing it to the juvenile's. True, she could lie, but Leaf wanted material to sift through. Anything would do.