Hushed Willows daisy chain blues

The way she said the name was telling.  Bridget hadn't wondered then, but thinking back, it made sense.  Well well well!. Ahh, Sundance, she repeated, still laughing, and the emphasis she put on the name was a teasing suggestion.  She had been right to think Sunshoot was a cooler name, but something told her this quiet wolf appreciated his more.

Back to the stars.  Bridget would occasionally glance at them, but she'd always used them more for navigation than anything else.  She could appreciate their beauty, but she could rarely be found sitting still for long.  

Thinking on that interest reminded Bridget of the other... the question she'd wanted to ask.  I don't want to keep you from it, but I did want to ask.  Are you a healer?  I saw you during the flood, carrying things.  She wasn't too tied up in her hopes that it was true, but it would be pretty cool.