Nova Peak If you must mourn, don't do it alone

You don't. There'd never been a magical moment where Wylla decided she was ready to be a competent leader. She would soon prove that she was anything but, even now that she was four years old rather than two. She'd just always known that following the commands of others had never sat well with her, probably as a result of being raised with just her mother and her brother for six months of her life, and had jumped into it feet first.

Think about it, she urged him, and when you decide, you need only let us know. She felt reasonably sure that Mahler would not disagree with her desire to raise Stag up in the pack. If anything, she thought her fellow Eisen would be proud of him. The woodchuck's remains lay between them, stripped of its best pieces. Do you want the rest, or should we cache it? It wouldn't keep very long without its hide intact, but it was still a morsel someone could snack on.

Can start wrapping up here!