Bearclaw Valley miserere mei, deus

The bruin-heart wasn't sure what the bear dog needed to ask her, but she certainly didn't expect the topic of heat to come up. Although, she should have given the time of year—if she were older and knew more about these things.

As it was, she knew very little. I'm afraid not much, she admitted. She saw no reason to lie. I have never experienced it myself. She had only just associated the particular scent with it, but she had no idea what to expect, nor did she realize what would come of it if she were to answer its call. 

What is troubling you about it? the healer asked. She could hear the worry in her tone even though she could not yet read the woman's expressions.