Heron Lake Plateau First storm

I’ve always pictured their relationship as the type where they (at least Ray, anyway) would share just about everything, so it makes total sense that Wildfire would know about Grey Jay!

Wildfire’s reaction to Raven’s news was one of jubilation and its enthusiasm was infectious. Raven found herself wiggling and wagging her tail as her sister bumped noses with her, feeling her own excitement renewed. Wildfire asked how she felt and as Raven opened her mouth to answer, suddenly her sister continued, revealing the truth about Weejay’s name.

Whisky Jack. She thought she remembered someone telling her the child’s name when the pups had been born, but she couldn’t remember. Either way, she hadn’t put two and two together until now. She stopped and stared at her sister, her face and eyes full of so many emotions. The strongest one she felt, though, was love. And gratitude. In a way, it almost felt like a part of Grey Jay could live on in his cousin, and Raven truly couldn’t think of a way to explain to her sister just what that meant to her. She knew she didn’t have to, though.

She touched Wildfire’s face with her nose for a few lengthy beats, closing her eyes and smiling into the soft red fur. ”That’s wonderful,” she murmured before drawing back. ”Thank you for that. I love it.”