Blacktail Deer Plateau the glen

Ty's tail moved the air around it when he spoke of trades. “Dad said I could be a gamekeeper… if I tried.” "Want" was not really something that Tytonidae was familiar with. Instead, there were things she was supposed to do, things that she needed to do, and things that she just did. Her own personal gain was rarely in the mix of it. She thought being a gamekeeper made sense because, out of all the wolves of the plateau, she was probably closest with her father.

“Are you a healer?” she asked, a little more confidently this time. She knew that Blue Willow was one of them, but maybe there could be more than one. Maybe Lasher was her apprentice, just as she was going to be her father's apprentice.