Blackfoot Forest evening phase

My mother? the white wolf translated. Her smile was wary at that, hinting at a different past. Lowering her head, Ivev gave a little shrug. It's the star of Mut, or the 'mother of all'. But not mine, no, she explained. Ivev was flattered that the male was at least intrigued by the separate world of stars that resided above their heads.

She rises in the North and sets in the south, Ivev explained with a swish of her tail, batting against his warm one. The night had finally come to life, and they were surrounded by a steady but quiet cacophony of crickets and nightjars.