Chimney

“Oh,” Ty replied, disappointed that she would not be able to use her aunt to help her earn her trade. But perhaps Aunt Osprey had other things that she was good at. “Are you a healer like Aunt Beedubs?” she asked, referring to Blue Willow. That was the only other wolf Ty could think of who had a definite task. She couldn't really recall what Fox had done, if anything. Maybe she was just supposed to be a mother. Maybe that's why Osprey wasn't a gamekeeper.

It was the first time Ty found herself wondering what being a parent was like. Her own parents were near and dear to her heart (if not to her physical self), and her sister and cousins had been outraged when they learned that puppies may come in the springtime. Ty, on the other hand, had been excited. But those would be more siblings, not children of her own. Could she be both a gamekeeper and a mother someday? The thought was startling, but she couldn't get a handle on the answer, so she shut it out for now. She could ask her father when she went to see him.