Sleepy Fox Hollow sharp

praimfaya is contemplative, weighing her response as the girl says that it sounds exciting to live with diaspora. it was praimfaya's normal so she knows no different but replies it is. anyway, because its her home and its her job to make it sound appealing to those who might one day seek to join it. would she have been older, would she have had more of a standing in diaspora, praimfaya would offer moonshine a place with them. alas, she doesn't and they have their paws full with cubs as it was.

a small part of praimfaya's heart breaks for her newfound friend and she wilts with sagging shoulders and lowering ears as she wishes she could help. what was the point of being wanheda if she couldn't do anything with it? it was horribly frustrating sometimes. we'll see each other again, moonshine. praimfaya tells her. i'll come visit you! she promises, not realizing that her mother would forbid it before she could even finish the question. be brave. praimfaya encourages before she turns and heads in her mother's direction wondering if the wanlida is ready to head back to arrow lake.