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Greyfalcon—she was a kind woman, but Meadow was uncertain how to take her words. Still living and breathing with the pack seemed to hold a certain ominous tone—though the healer doubted she meant it as such.

What she did gather, though, was that the she-wolf was not a mother—and Meadow was not going to pry into such, but wondered if she had wanted any herself.

“Well, maybe you can give me some ideas of where to take the kids on a little adventure?” Perhaps, the plateau wolf could give her some inspiration, given she had lived here longer.