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His question made her pause. She knew that their mothers loved them all, and that they had seen many of their children leave, never to return. To be asked this now made her wonder if Quennell was aware of how many siblings he had who had disappeared into the wilds- and how sad it had, indeed, made Mama and Maman. 

”You ‘ave six moon now,
Grown strong so fast.
Our Mot’ers ‘ave seen ot’ers 
Wander off in de past.” She said. 

”But I t’ink, my brother,
Dat I was your age too,
When I began to wander,
Bit by bit, just like you.” She continued.

It was normal for young wolves- especially at his age- to be curious. But she would not be so quick to encourage full flight from a fledgling. 

”It might be best, as you begin to scout,
To ‘ave someone know you are going to be out. 
Begin small, with short trips, and leave no one guessing,
An you’ll earn your Mot’ers’ blessing.”