Blackfoot Forest Witchy witch

Ash Paw welcomed her with a smile—and not disdain at her presence outside of pack borders. Soothed by this, and even emboldened, the girl closed the space between them, youthful and lanky awkward in comparison to the grace of her mother. “Can I help?”

She knew as she got older she should be assisting more—she just didn’t quite know with what… Or, what even interested in her when it came to pursuing her own skills.