Moonspear stargazing

Chenoa cursed herself silently as she realized that she hadn't introduced herself properly. Chenoa Nahimana, I hail from the pack of Lightfall. Her voice cracked with grief as she spoke her previous pack's name. Chenoa remined herself that she could never return, and even if she did, she wouldn't find her pack the same. Shaking her fur, as if to shake of the sadness clinging to her, Chenoa considered what skills she should speak of. She had worked with her healer sister to treat ill wolves before, so she felt that was a noteworthy inclusion. I can heal, gather herbs and berries. I can also hunt, a bit. She had stayed alive by hunting small hares and fish, nothing impressive, but still Chenoa found it important to mention. The final question, why the Moonspear. This place... it's a little like my home up North. The mountains, the trees, everything was different and similar all the same.