Hushed Willows ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

not to her surprise, of course, but no one really notices her. maybe mali is right. she’s hardly noticed what the adults do when she’s around because she sticks to herself or her brother or, if she’s lucky, her papa. they have other wolves and other children and now a whole bunch more. her head turns, searching for her brother to pop out from somewhere (and that she’s really expecting him to but it would be nice for some company), before she ultimately gives up and lies down without really listening to what’s going on around her despite the cheery news.