Greatwater Lake there with my crooked teeth

The stranger did not ask for much information involving the pack that Jakoul called home and so she saw no harm in answer her question. Blackfeather. The word rolled off in a breathless way with underlying tones of pride. She had practiced it in silence and a few times out loud by herself. The Merei saw it fit to practice the name. There was no denying she didn't have a way with words but there were a few she felt she needed to know how to say.

When the other mentioned being a scout, her tail seemed to give way to her feelings. It briefly wiggled by her ankles with an unspoken excitement. Scout. It was what she had agreed to do for Blackfeather.

Home... Her voice drifted back into silence as she motioned back north, staring in that direction for a moment. Name? Give a little take a little. Not to mention she was deathly curious about the earthly woman.