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Sequoia replied noncommittally, though Druid let herself hope that somehow, her mother might bring her some little sisters. She didn’t have very long to think about it, as Sequoia posed a question that really stumped her.

She didn’t have any idea who might decide to bear young among Rivenwood’s ranks. Druid understood the basic mechanics of reproduction—thanks, in part, to majoring in ecology—but she knew nearly nothing about coupling. Romance was so far off her radar, she didn’t even realize that Mahler and Wylla were a mated pair.

But as she thought of the wolves in the pack, she thought aloud, Maybe Laurel? That made the youngster’s mind spin off on a whole tangent about who’d fathered and mothered the other young wolves in Rivenwood, like Abel, Indra and even Heda…

Although Druid knew she was too young to bear young, it was an innate knowledge rather than something she truly understood. What did you mean, when you said I ‘won’t get that until next year’?