Lost Creek Hollow Should've never ever ever forgot

Shadowpup made an impressed OOoooOOoo sound when Mae explained that she, too, collected treasure. It was like they were kindred spirits! Furthermore, there was a chance that Shadowpup would get an opportunity to peep this rare amber Mae possessed.

“Yeah!” she agreed. It would be fun to see Mae’s home too… wherever she came from.

Shadowpup thought to ask, but the conversation steered away.

“If you wanna,” Shadowpup responded with cautious optimism. Then, she saw the opportunity and claimed the reigns. “Okay – ahem,” she stretched out her paw and cleared her throat like a maestro. “It’s the most coldest winter we ever saw. Our pack just had a huge hunt… but I got hurt. You can be the medicine wolf.” Shadowpup quickly handed her some grass and bark before she could say anything.

Stage set.

Then, the star-girl sprawled out on the floor dramatically and groaned, pretending to be hurt. “The antler… it went right through my leg,” Shadowpup held her knee for effect. “I cannot hunt. Without food… how will our family survive? My pups… they’re so hungry….” She looked to Mae with pleading eyes.