Porcupine Ridge All children, except one, grow up.

This drew her attention, ears perked in curiosity so as not to miss a detail. “You’re a wanderer then?” Just like her, and the only friendly lone wolf she had encountered so far since returning to the Wilds. “I’m Padma, pleasure to meet you.” She flashed him a small smile, relaxing at his kindness.

“I haven’t decided where to yet. I’m not much for concrete plans, it’s just easier to move around.” She shrugged her shoulders, “What do you need a local for, maybe I can help?” She hadn’t encountered much kindness in her life so far, but when she did she liked to reward it.