Sun Mote Copse let the river run

Maia offered to tell the story now, and Eljay considered it, just in case it was too scary or inappropraite for Weejay. But then again, he should probably be more trusting; both in relation to Maia being a pack mate of his, as well as Weejay being pretty much an adult now. She'd always be his little baby girl, but maybe that wasn't entirely realistic. We'll hear it together, Eljay decided in the end. It was a scary thought that he couldn't content-filter the story but it would probably be fine. Probably. A night might be nice, surely other wolves would be interested to hear the story, too.

Maia's moment of awkwardness hadn't gone unnoticed to Eljay, the king of awkwardness. He didn't really understand it in the sense that he was hardly intimidating, but he understood it in the sense that you didn't choose these moments. He didn't know Maia at all so he didn't know how often she got awkward like this. Somehow it made her a more relatable wolf, after her energetic entrance.