Moonspear few experiences, what you really are

Sialuk was even more careful of where and how she walked after her tumble. She had been searching for Toad earlier today, but her scent led away from the mountain and into the glen, so Sialuk had decided to go find her another day. Her foot still ached when she woke, but as the day wore on, it tended to get better. She made sure to stretch it gently when she remembered, hearing anaa's voice in her head when she did so.

With her silvery coat and dull yellow gaze, she was casually on the hunt for animals she might speak to. Not wolves, of course. She knew how to speak to those. But Fennec had said she needed to learn the secrets of the other animals, so now Sialuk was hellbent on making some progress on that before she tracked her down again. (Her scent, too, was heavy on the glen.)

Instead of finding animals or either of her older companions, Sialuk spotted somebody she did not know sitting on a rock and looking out at the world below. Curious about the vantage point (and obnoxiously friendly), Sialuk hopped up aside her and introduced herself. What are you looking for down there? she asked.