Wapun Meadow Footfalls and flowers

Paarthurnax ducked her head, and shamefully gazed at the flowers as she continued through the meadow in the direction of her home. She heard her former play-mate pull himself to his paws and make his way after her, but she did not look back. Instead she squeezed her copper eyes shut, trying to ignore the guilt she felt for leaving him there. Surely not all Sunspire wolves could be bad? And why was Swiftcurrent so against them?

Unable to understand Fang's words, she paused in her tracks to contemplate them. Almost timidly she lifted her crown and looked over a slim shoulder, at the frown that tainted his features. "What do you mean?" Paar asked, confusion present within the copper of her irises. "You either are, or... you aren't?"