Kintla Flatlands For just as Every Seed holds the Power

Alright, so the girl was very weird, but Easy didn't find it off-putting. Rather, she was pleased to see Everest coming out of her shell! Get it? Shells?

"Oh, certainly not!" Easy replied with a little laugh. "There's more out there than any one wolf can see for herself. Fortunately or unfortunately — I can never decide. But that's why wolves like you are important. We need to share knowledge with each other. So here's another kind of bird for you: they are black and white, and almost as tall as you or I. They don't fly at all, but swim like fish beneath the water."

Easy stood, gesturing for Everest to come along. If she had noplace to be getting back to, then they might as well go in the direction Easy needed to head.

"My father rescued a chipmunk when I was very young," she told Everest, for the girl had reminded her of Grayday in caring for the snail. "He was nearly blind, my father. When it grew, the chipmunk helped him find his way a little easier."

She did not think that a snail would be as useful a companion as a chipmunk, but Easy did not think that her father had considered that a chipmunk might be useful, either. He'd merely seen it and decided to save it from a crueler fate.

"You are very strange, Everest," Easy said sincerely. "In the best sort of way."