Deepwood Weald bluebell

His ears stood up straight as her accent reached them. It wasn't one he'd heard before, and he was pleased at once to make her acquaintance. She was young, but she was polite and she was —

"Seal!" his tail spun. "I know your young friend, Raiyuk. His father is a beloved friend of mine."

He gestured toward Moontide, not wanting to waylay her; he knew that Raiyuk was home, and he assumed these two had some catching up to do!

"Not as such," he replied. "This pack is called Morningside, but we are allied with your villages. You may pass through as you please. I only ask that you announce yourself — you never know what gossip there may be to exchange!"