Redhawk Caldera I'll keep a light on in my soul

Weej's face shifted to pleasant surprise. She hadn't expected a houseguest to visit her, of all things - but if Maia wanted to tag along, Weejay would do nothing to make her believe her presence was unwelcome.

If anything, it might be the contrary. Weejay kept to herself and her dad mostly, but it was because life was awfully busy and she was often too shy to immerse herself in the busier details of pack life. One-on-one time was fine with the girl, and much preferred.

"Oh? Well you found me. Hope it's only good news?" Weejay's brow quirked up, because often the only time she was specifically sought out was when someone needed something from her garden, or they had news - sometimes terrible - to share.