Blacktail Deer Plateau A little lair for a very small bear

Finley's mind somehow never made the connection that Sun Spark had come here to die, nor that his days were numbered. She was too busy reminiscing about the stories that his daughter had once told her. She glanced to her alpha as he made his remarks and she gave a nod in agreement. Her gaze turned back to Sun Spark as she leaned down and ripped off another chunk of meat. Spring Flower. That was such a pretty name. They all had such cool, pretty names. It suddenly made her a little disappointed in her own. Finley. It was so... Blech. But what were the options? Fin was just as blech, and the only other name she had ever gone by was NOT about to accept again. Frog. Who calls someone Frog? Family could be so cruel.

The female's ears perked at the sound of "storyteller". She looked up from her delicious dead bear and watched Sun Spark for his reaction. Unable to help herself, she burst out the thoughts that were trying very hard to remain trapped in her mind. "Do you know any about Coyote?" she asked eagerly, though immediately felt ridiculous for saying anything. Of course he did. How did Blue know any if she hadn't learned them from her father.

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