Blackfeather Woods Into the Darkness

"I was going to learn to fight. I didn't get far, however." Celara refrained from mentioning that she had once been far more skilled. She doubted that Rowan particularly cared about her history. That curiousity that had been nagging at the back of her mind finally came to the front. "If I may ask, why are the birds off-limits?" She hoped the other wolf wouldn't be offended at her question. She had another pack to fall back on, if possible, so the small risk that satifying her curiousity would gain her disfavor here was worth taking.  Not that she'd had time to think of that before asking. The she-wolf sighed internally. It was probably fine.