The Heartwood aupaqtuq ⏜

Lane's mouth dropped open, and the squirrel bone hit the snow unceremoniously. Lane didn't even notice 

"Seriously?" she said again. "That's an actual trade? That's..." Lane trailed off, trying to find a word for how she felt about it. 

"..So cool," she finished, swallowing heavily. She was a little jealous of Kukutux. Lane enjoyed the helping aspect of her own trade, but she had always wondered if there might be some other way she could help others. Some way that would allow her to step out of her parents' shadow. 

"I know Moonspear, that's our sister pack in Firefly Glen. My name's Lane." 

Lane had so many questions. 

"So wait.. does that mean everyone in Moonspear gets married? Are you married? And why would that bring you here? Are you meeting your, uh, patients?" Lane didn't know what word Kukutux called her clients, so she filled in with the medical term. Lane took a beat to glance around, wondering if all the ash and cinders were considered "romantic." She didn't know much about romance, but honest to God this seemed like the last place she would choose for it.