Moonspear Moodi / Cryin

Now she had both of them yawning, damn. Keen resisted the urge to laugh at the image of the two of them, meandering through pleasantries while her lethargy hung between them like a sheet on a line that somehow managed to hit them both in the face at the same time. Nope, She said instead, this time turning her face away to yawn. Don't know a damn thing about these Wilds. I kept it that way on purpose, for a long time. I was born on the other side of the mountains - but I spent a long time drifting from pack to pack. I stay awhile, turn their history into a story that can be passed down, and when enough wolves have it memorized I move on.
She was oversharing, at least for her own standards. Yawning again, she added, I think I'm staying here, though. I figure Moonspear's got enough history to keep me busy for the rest of my life, Keen wasn't actually sure if that was true, but it was an explanation. She didn't have another to offer. It just seemed like it was time to settle down, really, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that reason yet. So she kept it to herself. What's up with Sunspire, anyway? I could hunt down some information for you. But she would want to know why, of course.