Moonspear early wonders

Nikai was a lot unlike the other wolves of Moonspear; he was not a fighter, not a guardian, not a warrior. He was a storyteller and a wolf who wanted everyone to get along and work together well. Nikai felt a little awkward as his pack mate said she was just stretching and he grinned awkwardly. Oh, right. Stretching before you run? Is it for exploring or patrolling? Or maybe a third option, but he was sure he'd hear. Nikai had been a scout prior to becoming a storyteller, though he'd been young enough to not needing a lot of stretching. Well, not until losing his leg, anyway.

Care you show me some stretching excercises? I've been a lot more stiff in my body in the mornings since losing my leg. Nikai glanced back at his missing leg, unsure if she'd noticed it yet -- at least, whether or not she'd seen, she hadn't yet stared -- and then back to his pack mate.