Swiftcurrent Creek A tisket a tasket

Sun stood slowly to his feet and gave the boy an endearing smile soft yet wise, knowing that he would be not seeing this youth again. He shook slightly as he got to his feet, but soon enough he had his paws under him and he tilted his head and spoke softly I bes’ let youse git back ta yir patrol. I’ll say goodbye fir now. When yo’ finally meet dat maker of ours boy, you look up ole Sun Spark tell him a story two of your life yes? Then the male turned to head down towards his daughter’s home and now his a small smile on his maw. He had no doubt that when he died he would continue to tell stories and heal, but then he’d have his wife and family with him and he would revel in it.