Lost Creek Hollow Changes

Ash didn't hide her displeasure with the wolf Wren. Didn't show any hindrance on her irritation. But she never did. It was beneath her she felt to hide how she felt about others and sometimes it saved time. Perhaps that made her cold, cruel, haughty, no she knew it did. But she was set in her ways now.

A fish was spat near her paws and she shifted them out if the way. Yhough she longed to curl her lip and wrinkle her nose, but she didn't. She saw that Wren was trying, she could at least be graceful enough to pay a small attention.

Ash looked at her paw and then the girl and nodded. My father gave it to me my name and my paw. Thank you for the gift. You have found Riverclan to your liking?

She glanced at the wounds making sure they had not been renewed.