Emberwood I put the pedal to the floor

I like it :) I just like to make sure my brain is pronouncing names right hehe.

He had an a-ha moment when she corrected his pronunciation, and he realized where his error had been. It felt important, to him, to pronounce a wolf's name right. Names were sentimental to many wolves, passed down from one generation to the next. They had meaning, associations. 

He was impressed to hear that she had been travelling for a year. She couldn't have been much more than two years old, he thought, if that. The only mark of time or experience that he could see was the faint blunting of one eartip. But a year, spent roving? Something to be admired, for sure, as it flexed her survival skills. But he found himself feeling sorry for her. "Woah. You must've seen a lot of different environments, then," He said. "What was your favourite?" He asked.