Big Salmon Lake kalugruak

Dwin had not noticed that she had grown a lot more territorial and suspicious of all strangers during the months she had spent back at her family's nest. She had been quite a different kid almost a year ago, when she had set out in the world for her first big adventure. It was likely that, when these two girls were put side by side now, they would look similar, but their characters would be on the opposite ends of the spectrum.

When had that change taken place? Or had this part of Dwin always been present in her? After all her family consisted not only of adventurers and storytellers, who welcomed anyone and everyone and believed in the very best in people. But there were also plenty of guardian and warrior types. Her own grandfather Dante, though he had not passed many stories about his side of the family on to the next generations, had once belonged to a clan of warrior wolves. Her aunt Sarah and uncle Terance had inherited these traits as well, and without ever having a chance of meeting them, she was very similar.

In a way distrust was a trait that had been with her and after Dee's incident and herding puppies all summer long, that characteristic had been watered and fed and allowed to flourish. Without the chance to practice that playful and teasing side of hers to balance it out, she had become more cynical than a person her age should have been. "I don't trust you, but it is not my obligation to do so. And yours is not to convince me otherwise," she agreed with him and a genuine smile eased that earlier frown of hers. "Don't you have a family to help? Why should you seek out strangers to do so?" still she was not convinced by his stated purpose. She just could not wrap her mind around the term altruism. It was a unicorn. You heard about them and they lived in fairy tales, but they did not exist in the real world.