Whitebark Stream the less of it I need the more I get

together, they move to dislodge the thing. she steps smartly out of the way when it tumbles down, satisfaction etched for a moment across her features as it comes to a rest. his question is a simple one, that she would answer just as simply, but she looks to respect the trust he's put in her by offering him more than a single place. "I was born in Easthollow, by the Stone Circle. it was just my brother, Sunny, my father and I." she pauses, working further to reveal a thickened root she decides not to bother with. "we left when I was only a few months old, and started a close-knit pack called Morningside—my father led, and trained me to do the same, and so there I grew up. we moved often, but it suited me." she is fond of their easy conversation; it has been a long while since she's been able to speak so freely with someone. it is her turn then, she supposes, and she fires his question back at him. "how about you?"