Dragoncrest Cliffs shoot for the moon; if you miss you will die in outer space, which is cool

To her surprise, the wolf makes a few more words than she had the first time she met her. She wonders how she’s settling into the pack and assumes some other wolves are helping her—or maybe she’s coming out of her shell with what she knows—but she is glad to be able… to find a better way to communicate.

Though on edge, she tries to relax and shifts a bit. “It is nice,” she agrees and points up with her nose and how weird the moon looks. She wants to avoid the question about herself but she’s too compelled the answer, turning back toward the dark woman.

“I can’t really sleep.”