Lost Creek Hollow oscuridad

She said that she was hoping to learn the names of green things. The shadow blinked curiously, head tilted. The three-legged wolf was curious to hear what might have drawn her attention. As Silvertongue continued talking, she explained that she was not certain what her position in Riverclan would look like. Beneath the humorous comment about her appearance was a true concern.

No, you could be anything! We can all learn how to do some of everything.

Crowfeather had considered her as a leader, though he was not certain if it was something she desired. He had thought of the best way to divide the duties of their members. Faun had skills has a medic. If Silvertongue wished to learn about greenery, she could learn from the soft-spoken woman.

But I could help you learn about some herbs. I- I do not know them all. There is a woman who is stocking a medicine wolf’s den. Her name is Faun and she’s- she’s very nice. I think she would be able to teach, too. A nervous smile found his features. She had asked about Sandy, but he wanted to make sure that her concerns were addressed. Crowfeather did not want for Silvertongue to feel aimless. She mattered to him and would matter to all who joined them.