Broken Antler Fen church burner

She was used to the stares. It bothered her a bit, when a wolf's eyes were immediately drawn to her leg, but she could hardly blame them. Even she was taking a while to get used to it and she had to live with it. Bridget laughed when he introduced himself and completely failed to answer her question. She actually had forgotten his name, though she definitely remembered his face. He was Towhee's kid.

Hey Caracal! I actually just got back to the area, funny enough. Noticed we had a change of scenery and wondered what happened to the old crew in the Caldera? She'd have been more hesitant to ask if he didn't seem so cheerful, but if something horrible had happened, it hadn't put a cramp in his style. Nice to see you again, either way. It just felt good to vibe with other wolves who talked, for gods' sake. Felt like she was a junkie getting out of withdrawal sometimes, having conversations that didn't receive stilted or one-word answers.