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The girl seemed shocked that he would say something like that, or at least moderately surprised. She said that she could be the sky to his star. Crowfeather felt his cheeks grow warm. She would need to learn if she wished to join him, he knew this much.

The shadow stepped toward her and found a place beside her to sit. He glanced to her from the corners of his eyes. There are leaders, usually one wolf, and at the end of their name they carry the name of Star. There are deputies, the most trusted of the leader’s wolves. I think we will call that role Sharpfang. That will be you. His snout touched her leg softly.

There are medicine wolves. We can call them Dreamleaf.

Crowfeather thought of the others. Elders were respected members of the Starsea. They had lived long lives as warriors to their clan. We will respect the elderly. Elderfangs… they will have known the life of a warrior for a long time, and they will deserve peace and respect. Then there will be the majority. The warriors… we will call them Fangs. The shadow nodded softly.

The young ones will be pups until they are old enough to learn, then they will be paired with Fangs as Apprentices. That’s how they’ll learn how to become Fangs themselves!

Crowfeather wondered if Belen- if Silvertongue would want to learn about the stars and the messages of spirits that had gone to the skies.