Moonspear The change

Her morning greetings had been more somber as of late. With anaa still gone, it was harder for her to be cheerful. She instead threw herself into her work, taking the quanglaagix bones out multiple times a day to pour over them. She would shake them, then lay the skin that embraced them on the ground, trying to interpret the meanings. Sometimes, the crow would join her. He did not always bring a bone with him, but Sialuk always made sure to throw him a chunk of meat for his efforts. He still had not made his name known, but based on the witch's advice, he would do so when he was ready.

The corvid followed her today, hopping from perch to perch above her head and occasionally cawing from above. Sia thought back to what the witch had said. Something about birds being good guides, because they weren't tethered to the earth. They could fly above and see things from a different perspective. The raindrop wondered what it was like to see through the crow's eyes.

So caught up in her own thoughts, she nearly passed right by the other wolf. It was a wolf approximately her own age, yet one that Sialuk did not know. This was not the first occurrence of such an event, and she wondered if... Hello, are you from Yuelong?